The Rightful Owner
My friend had just finished cycling across the United States. He found a frisbee on the side of the highway in New Mexico. It had the name “Steve” on it. When he reached California, he met up with a friend and asked if he wanted to toss it around.
His friend said, “Wait a minute.” He called his friend Steve asked if he still lived in New Mexico and if he had lost a frisbee a few weeks earlier. It turned out that it was his. Story credit: Reddit / candafilm