I just went with mine to recover my son's dirtbike.
Someone decided to steal it out of our gated yard, but timed it wrong as they were spotted by myself on my way home from work. I thought to myself, that looks like my son's dirt bike. Turned up the alley walked over to the yard and our cleaning bucket, two bikes and our beach cart were strewn allover. Headed back the direction I seen them and had to go through a few alleys but I saw the hooded culprits.
When a white RAM TRUCK skids up beside you and out jumps a very angry dad, the people gave it up and there grand pap tried making excuses. I said, stay back and let me get it. They dispersed back I loaded it up and away me and the RAM went.
Wife had called the cops, so they are dealing with it now. I was okay with just getting it back, but momma was still pissed when she saw they broke the fenders off.
Good times. Love people that can not leave other people's stuff alone.
The truck sure does sit high when you try to lift a pit bike into it...but I think that cemented their thought of just standing back and letting me have it.
Thanking the higher power they didn't decide to get stupid.