Back in the 60s, my g.f. at the time was sitting on a park bench reading. She had her legs crossed and the top leg bouncing up and down, as females are prone to do and a jogger sprinted by and snatched one of her shoes off and kept running. I told her that she was lucky that he was a relatively harmless pervert/thief.
This is definitely one of those cases that if the police did recover her shoe.... uh, let’s just say she really, REALLY wouldn’t want it back. LOL!!