Weird feeling not knowing who has your junk, not knowing if it's right under your nose, out of town, out of state, etc. watching everybody that drives by, walks by, driving around the neighborhood snooping in people yards, etc. Crappy feeling. I was surprised mine was close by, but far enough away I never would have looked there.
Some guys from the neighborhood were telling me some little gangsters were racing up and down the street behind my shop real late at night, so I would stake the place out and wait, but never saw anyone...things going through my mind like "they are going to beat the hell out of me when I tackle the guy riding my junk" lol