[SlowToady]

It's interesting how everyone complains about the goubmint getting involved in every detail of our lives, and then the proposed solutions to all of life's problems is...to call the gubmint (POLICE).

Just go talk to him straight up, like just neighbors would have done 20 years ago. Slip it into conversation how you don't appreciate the "stunts" he pulls.

He probably digs your cars and is wanting you to go talk to him about them, hence the "I"m a car guy, too!" hole shots.

I, too, had a neighbor that would always speed through the neighbor hood and the dead end street by my house, along with his punk friends. One day, my brother did a smokey in OUR driveway on his GSXR. Well, the kids mom called the police. We were MORE than a little pissed, since we never confronted them over their kids dangerous driving habits, and they called the police on us for something we did in our driveway. I waited until the kid got home, and my brother and I had a nice, friendly chat with him about cars and motorcycles, and how we didn't care for his driving habits in the neighborhood and that...someday...heaven forbid, something bad could happen. Hit a small child, or dog, you know.

He stopped. And told all his friends to cut the bull****, too.