Sad... then Happy Story
Posted: Mon Apr 19, 2010 4:11 pm
Hey everyone, as you probably haven't noticed, it has been a while since I've posted in here. But I have a good excuse: my Falco was stolen! Yes, the bike that thieves shouldn't be interested in (and I mean Falco's in general, nonetheless mine which looks like crap on the outside) was taken in the night. Woke up and left the apartment for work, looked out on the street and got that terrible feeling. And in case anyone was wondering, I was quite stupid and only had the steering lock on, with no other devices.
So once I got over it, I picked up another bike (it is my only means of transport). It is one of those zingy Japanese jobs, but I wont mention the name.
Anywho, a few months pass and I'm adjusting to the new, non-Falco... when I get a call at 23:30 (as my Falco clock would indicate it). It was the cops, they had found my bike and wanted me to come pick it up, "now."
I'll spare you every last detail (unless you really want them), but the bike was basically abandoned by the thieves. Judging by the comments of the people living on the street where it was found, they probably only used the bike once or twice before leaving it. It was almost out of fuel when they stole it, so maybe not having the key to fill it up easily put them off. It had fallen over once (since someone living there told me he picked it up), but other than that and a broken lock on the passenger seat pad, it was in good shape.
The funny thing was that the thief left a huge lock and chain on it. Funny because the Italian cops told me, "the bike is yours again, but you have to break the chain off"... thanks a lot! So after breaking a cheap Chinese bolt cutter trying to free the Falco, a friendly neighbor came by with an angle grinder and had the chain off in 30 seconds!
Best part? The battery was weak, but she still started up on her own after having sat there for months!
So that's my story... and I'll probably be back now to post my pointless thoughts once again.
So once I got over it, I picked up another bike (it is my only means of transport). It is one of those zingy Japanese jobs, but I wont mention the name.
Anywho, a few months pass and I'm adjusting to the new, non-Falco... when I get a call at 23:30 (as my Falco clock would indicate it). It was the cops, they had found my bike and wanted me to come pick it up, "now."
I'll spare you every last detail (unless you really want them), but the bike was basically abandoned by the thieves. Judging by the comments of the people living on the street where it was found, they probably only used the bike once or twice before leaving it. It was almost out of fuel when they stole it, so maybe not having the key to fill it up easily put them off. It had fallen over once (since someone living there told me he picked it up), but other than that and a broken lock on the passenger seat pad, it was in good shape.
The funny thing was that the thief left a huge lock and chain on it. Funny because the Italian cops told me, "the bike is yours again, but you have to break the chain off"... thanks a lot! So after breaking a cheap Chinese bolt cutter trying to free the Falco, a friendly neighbor came by with an angle grinder and had the chain off in 30 seconds!
Best part? The battery was weak, but she still started up on her own after having sat there for months!
So that's my story... and I'll probably be back now to post my pointless thoughts once again.