I always thought that carjacking happened to other people. Heck, that would never happen to me. After all, I am a home inspector. Who wants to mess with a home inspector? He has hammers and crowbars and ice picks and all sorts of weapons of defense. I felt safe. The problem was that the attack came unexpectedly. In this case, I left my truck with the door open for just a few minutes. I was then going to get in it and drive away after saying goodbye to everyone I had worked with that day. What a surprise. I was going to get in the driver's seat and I had been truckjacked by the client's son. It could have been way worse. It might have been a goat! Thanks for stopping by, Steven L. Smith
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