Retired Navy SEAL Sick Of Porch Pirates Builds The Perfect Trap

Through the camera feed, Arthur watched the thief let out a shrill scream, drop the box, and stumble backward into the cloud of thick black soot. Gasping and blinded by the smoke, the intruder panicked. In a frantic attempt to wipe the stinging carbon residue from his eyes, the thief yanked off his face mask—exposing his bare, soot-stained face directly to the high-definition lens mounted above the door.

Arthur leaned in, hitting the manual snapshot button three times in rapid succession. The camera captured three pristine, well-lit, close-up images of the suspect's face. Meanwhile, the driver of the getaway car panicked at the sound of the explosion.

Before the hooded thief had even cleared the bottom step, the driver slammed the sedan's accelerator, tires screaming against the pavement as it lurched forward down the street.