Perhaps it was a “speak of the devil” moment, but no sooner did we break our long “no crime stories” streak on Friday, then we walk out to our garage on Sunday and find our own bike missing. Phooey!
It was a beat up old Specialized mountain bike with a baby trailer attachment on the rear axle. We had a 4 tumbler combination lock on it, which was left lying on the ground, tumbled to the right combination. Perhaps we were not so clever in choosing our numbers.
Honestly, I’m a bit worried for the thief, as the front brakes had been jerry-rigged and would often suddenly disengage. The rear breaks were so soft that when used alone, couldn’t be guaranteed to bring us to a stop at the bottom of our hill. We hope he knows what he’s gotten himself into.
It will probably get the thief $25 on Craigslist and cost us $450 to replace. Sigh.