My great aunt told me this story, her car broke down back when she lived in Los Angeles. I am not sure of the date but it was a long time ago. She said a man in a red convertible pulled up and offered her a ride. She said no when she recognised the man from the news. well she told me this story when I was a little girl. I thought some killer drove a red convertible in los angeles or something? Lucky for her a family pulled up while she was talking to him. Remember the days when people trusted everyone lol?