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Originally Posted by zippyt
I cought a dude trying to steal my bike once YEARS ago ,
I locked him to the bike rack around his neck...
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Zip, you are my hero. That made my day. I have lost count of how many bikes I've had stolen. Its getting to the point where I call my insurance company and as soon as I introduce myself, they just blurt out "...as we have indicated, until you buy a bike that costs more than your deductable, we... suppressed laughter... can not help you."
Of course there was that one time in Philly where it was my fault. Twas the last night before summer break between spring and fall semester. My lease ended so I moved all my stuff to a friend's apt till fall. We all met up at the Irish Pub around 18th and Walnut and I rode my bike there and U-locked it to a parking meter across the street. We got pretty goggenshchloggened as you can imagine. Next morning, a pre-dawn cab to the airport and off to points west for the summer. Fast forward to Sep 5 - a cab ride back to my friend's place. Open door. Where the HELL is my bike??? Dangit - I bet she rode it and lost it.
Yup. You got it. So I shuffle back to the pub - 3 months after the fact and there is a nice back rim U-locked to the meter. I call the insurance co. "You are not going to believe this but ....."