The nightmare of a stolen car
BY ERICA POUR Staff Writer
Have you ever walked out of a grocery store and forgotten which row you parked in? You frantically look around and punch your key’s lock button, hoping to hear your car chirp in response. Of course, within a few moments, you typically realize that your slight panic attack was premature because your car was parked exactly where you left it.
Unfortunately, when a scenario like this happened to me, my car never chirped back. Though here at McKendree I’ve had everything from laptop chargers to Ray Ban’s snatched from me, I never thought that St. Louis would be the place where my most expensive possession would be taken.
An auto theft occ...