Like many people, I'm something of a technophobe - I find my new washer device perplexity, and the Internet is a real mystery to me. My son has been kind enough to teach me how to check my emails, but other than that they really have little use for all this new technology. Or I thought that was the case until the car disappeared one day - and the local police came to my attention a wonderful vehicle tracking device small ', I never knew my car was! The history of my vehicle tracking device was carried out in a freezing cold day in November. My son had to help me recover my emails and had gone to see his girlfriend at the next city by bike and left me alone in the house - as my wife was at work. I have decided to settle in and see my team, West Bromwich Albion, get beaten again - only to discover that my remote was not working, the batteries were flat.

I tried to get the right channel manually, but could not get the control panel to open shit! Frustrated, I decided to jump into my car and get some batteries for the remote.

Opening my door I was surprised to discover my car had disappeared. Panicked, I called the police who were very quick to come down and take data from my car. "Do you have a vehicle tracking device" asked one of the two agents. "A vehicle tracking device, what is that?" I replied. They laughed. I did the bailiffs still smiling useful some tea, while the information sent to the station. After receiving some response crackling, both got into the patrol car and zoom off. I must say that everything was very exciting, I wondered if it had located the car and, with this device vehicle tracking mysterious'. About an hour later the police car came and parked outside. The back door opened and to my surprise, a familiar face appeared. He was my son. I could not really work what was happening. "Is this your son?" asked a smiling copper, while driving the boy embarrassed by the garden path.

"Yes, what is happening? "I replied. 'It seems that you should keep an eye on the car keys, sir! said the policeman. It turns out that my son, knowing he would be glued to the TV, had taken upon itself to pinch my spare keys and drive to see his girlfriend in the next town. Too cold to cycle he said! Police had used the vehicle tracking device to the car and found my son kissing his girlfriend in a break from a bit out of town next! The car was in the pound, the police told me, and I could pick up tomorrow. Although initially angry with my son, I was relieved that a family member took my car and not a more malevolent. Police did not have a vision so moderate, and procedures are as I write.

The temptation to cut off the road in my car was too much for my son, who only has a provisional license. It was a relief when, knowing that a motorist would have real light fingers against this vehicle tracking device. Finally, I found a use for some of this technology confusing - I have the tracking device of vehicles covered, now just need to find the washer.