I found my rims
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The reality is...GET THE POLICE INVOLVED!!! Show your evidence and go from there. Lowering yourself to their standards does nothing. For all you know the license plates are fake on the car as well. As mentioned from Braintree the parts could have been purchased with no thought to them being stolen. Thats what most theives do! They steal than sell. For your own best interests do not do anything irrational.
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Man, I say you give me a call, I roll with you and we wait by his car, then we basically tell the dude as he comes out, we about to beat that a$$ unless he gives the rims back, I say you confront him with some people, Or you can get the cops involved but you got to have evidence, lots of it, otherwise they will ignore you.
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The reality is...GET THE POLICE INVOLVED!!! Show your evidence and go from there. Lowering yourself to their standards does nothing. For all you know the license plates are fake on the car as well. As mentioned from Braintree the parts could have been purchased with no thought to them being stolen. Thats what most theives do! They steal than sell. For your own best interests do not do anything irrational.
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This must be what the beginnings of a lynch mob looks like!!!!
I accidentally bought used parts for my ancient MGB (20 years ago) from a "reputable store" that bought from chop shops- even the clerks had no idea where the stuff came from (I lived in East LA at the time). I didn't know the parts were "hot," but was confronted by a guy who claimed my rims were his stolen ones. He decided I needed a good ***-whoopin and pulled out his baseball bat, but I talked him down. We both approached the so called "reputable" store owner.
I accidentally bought used parts for my ancient MGB (20 years ago) from a "reputable store" that bought from chop shops- even the clerks had no idea where the stuff came from (I lived in East LA at the time). I didn't know the parts were "hot," but was confronted by a guy who claimed my rims were his stolen ones. He decided I needed a good ***-whoopin and pulled out his baseball bat, but I talked him down. We both approached the so called "reputable" store owner.