The fellows in G’ville held a knife to my neck from behind the seat and then discussed what to do with me while contemplating some bushes. I didn’t like the look of that and told them the y were supposed to lock me in the trunk which they did. The police got there and got me out in about twenty minutes and already had the perps, picked up trying to rob a convenience store. I guess they dign’t think what I had to offer was enough.
Thank God you survived. Remember you can sometimes kick out the taillights for air. Let’s hope that never becomes necessary.