I used to keep the Jaguarzord parked right over there. You can still see the breaker-box and the power hookup where I kept it recharging over night.
I helped defend the town from rogue Kaiju and plague-zombie waves several times. Jaguarzord was sleek and powerful and dangerous. The perfect blend of captured Gamma Leonis ex-military tech and good old American know-how. You could see me driving it on Main Street in the Memorial Day parade. I was even a minor local celebrity.
Everything went fine until those neighborhood punks broke in and took it joy-riding.
Inspired by this weeks Friday Ficitoneers prompt:

Hey, come on, I managed to do something with a fuse box. Bonus points for difficulty?
You earned your bonus points.
Save them for valuable prizes? Or do they evaporate in moments, the way Husband Points do?
Funny.
Darn neighborhood punks!
It never pays to be a mad scientist.