I was about 5-7 years old when this happened. I woke up one morning very happy and joyful, as many kids my age were. (Keep in mind at this time I was living in a town with around 100+ people) I wake up to see police surrounding my house, and a cop car. First of all, the comaro, shattered to prices, moms car, drove into a ditch, fathers truck, stolen by drunks and vomit on the dashboard. I can remember things greatly. I was very sad as the comaro was one of my favorite things to ride in, and not be able to hear a thing. The fact that at the time the crime rate was skyrocketing I wasn't too surprised, but at the same time, it was quite stupid to leave keys in a car.