Last night. In my driveway. I am annoyed. They took the folding money in the ashtray–$2.00, big whoop. They left the folding knives and the inexpensive binoculars, and they even opened the hood. I think they were trying to get the battery (which is impossible to find) or they were trying to hot-wire it.
Aside from the mess, the monetary loss is minimal. But I am very angry about the invasion of my personal space. It was intrusive and obnoxious. Someone took a turn by the high school too rapidly last night, and flipped their car. I wonder if it was related.