Dude, I hate people.

Took the Corvette out with the sqrl to let the wheels turn, and to get something to eat in the process. Go to Five Guys, get a burger. Someone decides they'd like to try and steal the car or rifle through it or something that required my window to be broken.

I literally have a separate club lock on the steering wheel, gas, brake, clutch, e-brake and stick shift. What the **** were they thinking?

They're damn lucky I didn't eat outside.