Well, it was found last night, out in the middle of nowhere, thrashed and laying in a ditch on the brake rotors.
Interior is ruined, dash ripped apart, big hole in the bumper, stereo of course stolen, taillights cracked, battery and terminals stolen, and both the overflow and the radiator were empty of coolant. They managed to get approximately 200 miles on it.
Sheriff didn't want to bother dusting for prints, even though they were all over the car. Tow truck driver says they're stealing 3-4 cars a night, stripping them like mine and leaving them in the same area. GEE SHERIFF, wouldn't it be nice if you ever catch these fuckholes to have set after set of prints on every car they've ever stolen?
There was a lady who saw them ditch it and she called the cops, 8 1/2 hours later they showed up and called me. She said they towed it out with a white truck and ditched it. She didnt have her glasses so she couldn't read the plates. Said they were a bunch of kids and by how far they scooted up my seat they were. They weren't even smart enough to steal/drink the beers I had in the back.
To them:
FUCK YOU STEAMING PILES OF SHIT. You people are the lowest scum on the earth. You did nothing to deserve to drive my car, NOBODY drives my car. That's MY fucking seat, not yours. My fucking gas, not yours. My fucking engine, not yours. You didn't bust ass 18 hours a day for three days to put that engine in, you didn't pay 2500 dollars for the work you destroyed in a night, you didn't earn a fucking cent. I swear upon everything holy that if I EVER find out who you are or where you live there will be consequences. Incidently if I ever see a set of Essenza 710 wheels with my initials engraved into them, there's going to be some SERIOUS SHIT.