Since I've been commuting by bike and riding more in general, I've used my car less and less. Mainly I keep it around because it's good on gas, paid off, and I have to do 140 mile round trip drives a few times a month. Well, tonight I went on a date with my girl friend and when I came out, someone had broken into it. No damage to the car and nothing was stolen. Normally a person would be thankful right? Not me. I got pissed the person didn't steal the whole damn thing. This moment was brought to you by cycling.