In the 70's, Dad had a D-8 Cat and was building a pond at my uncles place. One day he went to the job, and the Cat was gone. Easy to "track" down, he followed it through the field, across a creek, across a gravel road and up a ditch and found it almost a mile a away at another farm. The owner had hired a guy from Topeka to take out a few trees, and he didn't have a way to haul his machine out there, so he "borrowed" Dad's, and didn't think he'd mind. He almost went to jail.
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