Back when my Cobra was new, I had it parked on the street and I was sitting at a nearby beach about 35 yards away.
Some fat broad was walking down the street, yapping on her cell phone and decided to lean her big smelly ass against my new car while she chatted.
My first instinct was to run over there and shove the phone down her throat, but instead I pulled out my key fob and hit the panic button.
Pretty sure I scared the piss right out of her since she ran away from the car and dropped her phone.
Seriously, what the fuck is wrong with people? I know, I seem to be asking that question a lot lately.