Yes. I worked nights and was running late and forgot my lunch. When my break came around I ran home to grab it.
I drove a 1963 Impala SS, and it was LOUD, so I turned it off and coasted half my block home.
They must’ve been trying to hit every room in the house, because they’re discarded clothes started in the living room and trailed to our bedroom.
The MF’er and the Wh*re were in her 3 year old son’s room, he was with his grandma that week. I gathered their clothes as quickly and quietly as I could and grabbed a double arm full of hers from our closet and tossed them into the front seat of his mustang. I only had a small bottle of rubbing alcohol in my first aide kit in my car, but it was enough. His car keys were in his pants pocket, so I lit the clothes, locked the doors and drove back to work.
that was 30 years ago, statute of limitations has expired so I can freely talk about it.
sure it was a bad, impetuous idea that could have went horribly wrong, but it didn’t. And she had to look me in the eye and try to lie her way out of explaining her burns, and why her ex boyfriend was at the same hospital with his burns. Both had minor burns but the fire department insisted they get them looked at. She didn’t even bother to think about ALL OF THEIR CLOTHES MISSING. I firmly believe that ALL cheaters deserve what that nice, innocent mustang got. Burn in hell cheaters