In the 1980s I was playing in a band and we had one gig in NYC and afterwards for some reason we said let’s check out Harlem so we drove all the way up there with 2 guitars and a bass guitar in the back seat and the amps in the trunk.
So we saw some bar off Malcolm X blvd above Central park, and I am not exaggerating in the least when I say this: We got out, made damn sure the doors were locked, walked about 50 feet to the bar, went in, saw that it was crowded, nowhere to sit, then said “Hey lets go somewhere else” walked back to the car, and the guitars and bass in the back seat were gone. Not only that, the thief re-locked the doors. I haven’t been back in that area since. To this day that really pisses me off
When the movie about car theft “Gone in 60 Seconds” first came out, a journalist asked a real life car thief what he thought about the movie.
He said it must be about a really SLOW car thief.............