The four men didn’t wait for a second invitation. They got out and ran like mad.
The lady, somewhat shaken, then to load her shopping bags into the back of the car and got into the driver’s seat. She was so shaken that she could not get her key into the ignition.
She tried and tried and then it dawned on her why. A few minutes later she found her own car parked four or five spaces farther down.
She loaded her bags into her car and then drove to the police station.
The sergeant to whom she told the story…nearly tore himself in two with laughter. He pointed to the other end of the counter, where four pale men were reporting…a car jacking by a mad, elderly woman described as white, less than five feet tall, glasses, curly white hair, and carrying a large handgun.



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