In high school I had a Honda Civic wagon. We'd roll out for lunch, inhale a substance, hit the mcdonalds for some dollar menu and cruise through town looking for free stuff on the side of the road. We had duct tape and some good rope, anything we found would get strapped to the top of my car. Couches, chairs, a treadmill once. Then we'd roll back to school, right passed the huge windows in the cafeteria, with people chilling on a couch, on the roof of my car.
A couple years ago I ran into a kid I went to school with. He told me "the greatest memory I have of high school, is being stuck at a red light after school, and watching you jump out of your car, and run on the treadmill strapped to the roof of the car until the light turned green"
The treadmill didn't last the day though. On my way home I was cut off by a tractor (tractor going like 10mph in a passing lane, so I went around him. Without looking, he started making a left hand turn). Ol troop did some fancy maneuvering, in and out of the ditch, but the treadmill landed on the other side of the ditch in pieces.
I never knew until I was older how much it used to p!ss my old man off, when I'd pull in the driveway with something stupid strapped to my car. He was even more p!ssed when he found out about the crop circles I made around the finger lakes.