In fact, I just caught my ex's new lamo BF stalking me in her Parent's fucking car. He was in the gym parking lot after I was done lifting and I spotted him, drove around the car to verify plates (Always record Plate #, make, & model of cars related to a bitch for future use if necessary..<< been doing last 10 years and it's helped more than once).
I did the 4 right turns to spot a tail routine, doubled back and approached his bitch ass. Wasn't looking to get a record because it was on a residential street, so people heard the screaming and came out of their houses. I filed a police report but didn't press charges since there was no way to absolutely prove it happened. I couldn't get phone video to load quick enough before the approach, so prepared to brawl instead. Otherwise he'd have a Menacing with Intent to Stalk charge from the prosecutor's office on his record. I let her dude know via the ex I filed a report, and he came to the gym apologizing kissing ass saying he was done and NOT to press charges. Yea yea.
Apparently she enlisted this dude (and fucked him for his duties for a few months) to track me down and find my new bitch's house. Eventually, I let my guard down a month later and they figured out where new girl lived. My ex went to her house with printed out texts proving I was nailing them both at same time for a few months, so new bitch dropped me. Cunts. This is what happens when you fuck crazy memorably well. Lesson learned, but my own fault ultimately for not being 100% on point.