My best stolen car story; we had some relatives in town from WAY up north (I think Wichita Falls, Texas) who wanted to go to the River Walk in downtown San Antonio. The yokels proceeded downtown and parked at the River Center parking garage, went on to explore and came back to discover some bastard had stolen their car and replaced it with exactly the same car but with different locks and none of their stuff in it. The yokels called my father who headed downtown to help and then the police who came down to see wtf. Sure enough there was a white Chevy Celebrity with blue interior sitting in front of them but their keys didn’t fit and none of their stuff was in took 3 hours to figure out THEIR white/blue Celebrity was 1-story up.