In my misspent youth I parked up outside local recreational substance suppliers house. Got out to knock on the door to notice it was open and the rubber seal around the edge hanging off. Being a bit dim I was still about to knock when a mysterious voice quietly echoed along the street saying “the coppers are in”.. looked around, couldn’t see who said it but finally put the broken door and the word of advise together. Jumped in the car, took off up the street and passed by two police cars coming the opposite way lights blazing!
Was a nervous wreck for a few days but never got a visit. I’m still grateful to whoever provided the quietly worded advice. My guardian angel on that day :)
That thankfully was the beginning of the end of my misspent youth