I woke up to go wash my bike this morning...and it was gone. :bang:
Due to the extraordinarily amateur job they did in taking it, the police figure it's within a few blocks of here and was stolen by youths. There was no truck or trailer involved...they just wheeled it down the road. Thankfully, my muddy tires left a decent trail for a few hundred yards, but then petered out. Odds are they'll try to ride it as is, and didn't steal it to sell or part it out, so I've rallied local riders to comb the woods for my YZ.
Such a sick feeling...yeah, it's not an injury/loss of loved one, or any such trauma, but it's just an...empty sensation.
Due to the extraordinarily amateur job they did in taking it, the police figure it's within a few blocks of here and was stolen by youths. There was no truck or trailer involved...they just wheeled it down the road. Thankfully, my muddy tires left a decent trail for a few hundred yards, but then petered out. Odds are they'll try to ride it as is, and didn't steal it to sell or part it out, so I've rallied local riders to comb the woods for my YZ.
Such a sick feeling...yeah, it's not an injury/loss of loved one, or any such trauma, but it's just an...empty sensation.