I heard this story somewhere about a guy who was on his way home from work one day and saw his '72 Vette driving in the opposite direction. He quickly turned around and followed it for a few miles until it stopped at a restaurant. He called the cops on his cell phone, then got out and started asking the guy questions about his vette, like what year it was, what engine option it had, how long he had had it for, etc. The cops came and got the guy, and he got his vette back. Man, I would never have had that composure. Hehe, that guy would have been beaten or dead or both if that had been me
