I knew a guy called Dave when I was a young teen, lived opposite my grandma.
He was from Scotland but his mother had Romany roots and would proudly claim to be gipsy. She also had cancer. Anyways she had this kid called Dave and his dad passed away, and she had a relationship with a new chap who never really connected with Dave. In fact they hated each other. I diddnt see it but during one of thier argument Dave ran outside and started beating the shit out of his step dad car, finishing with him standing on the bonnet and delivering a missile dropkick through the windshield.