Stolen identity

Well, last night was fun. I thought Blackwood Railway Station was the best spot to leave my car for an overnight parking, but I was wrong.

I was just approaching my car when I noticed that the rear plate was missing, then I went in the front and saw it missing too. Really? Nothing else was stolen! They even didn't muck up anything. No scratches, no attempts to steal anything.

They solely wanted my identity, so they can do petty crimes with it. Now, I'll be driving this plate-less car, and get pulled over by cops every now and then until I get my replacement. Just my luck, but I'm lucky they didn't try to steal my shoes inside.