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My grandpa had this large junkyard in back of his house.  It was well organized with rows of shelving units and plenty of space to walk around.  He collected all kinds of interesting nicknacks, especially from vehicles of different sorts like planes, shuttles, etc.  One day when I was in the yard, three guys jumped the fence and came into the yard.  There was this balance to the situation where I needed to be cool because I was outnumbered, but still remain firm that they shouldn’t start anything.  I told one of them the if they did anything that bothered me, that they shouldn’t underestimate what I’d do.  They started scavenging around the yard, picking up thing and examining them.  I never knew what they were up to.  Finally it seemed that they planned to steal stuff and were going to leave with them.  I somehow made their vehicle crash and immobilized them while I called the police to come.  I pointed out a large helicopter to one of them but he couldn’t see it.  When the police came, I told the guys that they should’ve listened to me.

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