Man Finds Thousands Of Golf Balls In His Front Yard, Then He’s Told To Leave Them Alone

Sizing Up the Machine

Sliding into the cold metal seat, Brian found the key still in the ignition. Grease smeared the levers and switches. The machine smelled of oil and rust.

He peeked out from behind the dash. The men were nowhere nearby. This was his chance, but every nerve in his body screamed caution.