When I lived in Omaha, the "apartment complex" was actually a couple of houses which had been divided by floors into flats. One year, some idiot with a motorized boombox moved in, and habitually came rolling into the parking area with windows open and stereo on "11".
His problems began almost immediately, to the tune of:
1) It seemed as tho' every old nail, screw, sharp rock, sharp stick, etc., which ended up in that parking area developed a magnetic attraction to his (low-profile) tires. Much money was spent on towing fees and replacements.
2) The ground was usually fairly stable -- except where he parked; there, the ground tended to collapse. Since his car had been lowered to where the frame was maybe 2" off the ground, not a day passed where he wasn't having to call a tow truck to extricate his vehicle from an otherwise-quite-stable parking area.
3) In winter, wind would blow snow under his car to the point he would have to spend hours with a shovel just to get out of the parking area; not only would be have to dig out his own car, but he would also have to clear a path to the street to get out. Even more money spent on tow-trucks; plus, his constant lateness apparently cost him a couple (minimum-wage burger-flipping) jobs, based on the rather animated, alcohol-fueled conversations overheard by the locals.
4) One night, after a heavy snowfall, dingus discovered he couldn't get his car up the driveway to the parking area -- so, he left it in the driveway, blocking access in and out, and went to bed. Imagine his reaction the next morning when he came out to discover someone had pushed his car -- down the driveway, across the street, and up onto a 5' high snowdrift, tearing off most of the bodykit in the process. (It's called a "push bar": There Is A Reason For This.) Do I need to tell you how much money needed to be spent to rectify this, never mind the reaming from the landlord over his inconsiderate behavior?
He was finally evicted -- well, OK, to be strictly accurate: He bolted, and didn't leave a forwarding address; the paperwork for nonpayment-of-rent was a mere formality -- at the first sign of the spring thaw, seven months after moving in.
There are much better ways to deal with a problem child like that, without impugning paintballers everywhere.... >