((It was usual day: your occupation, breaks to rest, and then way back to home, but with one detail: you saw one silver BMW 3 (E93) at many places: parkings, corners of the road… As if it was following you, but you couldn’t really see driver’s face inside. And when you was approaching your house, you saw… This BMW, in front of your garage. Engine turned on, and there’s no one around.))

BMW was just staying there, engine quietly purring.