When I was about 14/15 my next door neighbour had a triumph dolomite sprint and I had a random key that would open it and start it, so when my neighbours and my mam and dad went to the pub on a Saturday night I would take their car and drive it around for a bit, one night I took chase in it and crashed it through a garden wall about 4 houses down from mine, luckily I got away by hopping the back gardens into my house, they never knew it was me, he’s in his 80’s now and still lives next to my mam, a few years ago I was talking to him and he mentioned the dolly and how much he loved that car, I