The bar, you know, you put across your steering wheel in your car to make it less likely that some joy riding teenager will steal your car and crash it six blocks away.
I've never managed to be bothered enough to get one. I should, I know. I should run out today and get one and put it on my car. And unlike, say, bars on my windows and armed security guards to escort my children to school, a club does not have a negative effect on my quality of life. It doesn't block the view or make me feel like a prisoner in my own home. It might make my car feel less unguarded and naked sitting out there on the street all night.
Maybe in the spring when crime picks up again. Maybe.
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We looked into one for tractors. :)
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