I like my bike theft story better.
‘Twas about 8/9 years ago. My Kona Hei Hei (Ti version) and girlfriends Bear Valley got stolen from our back garden (we were – ahem – ‘upstairs’ and didn’t hear anything)
About 2 months later I saw the Hei Hei in somebody else’s garage a few streets away and when I knocked on the door of the house to discuss, the guy became very, very aggressive and threatening. I should point out that during our conversation he said that he had bought the bike 2 years ago from Halfords, when I asked for a receipt he said he hadn’t kept it, as the bike was only about £200 in the sale. Then he ‘remembered’ that it had been an ad in the local paper, etc, etc – so I said that I would call the police and went to friends house in the same road to make the call.
Sure enough, not 10 minutes later angry bloke puts ‘my’ bike in the back of his car and drives off. My friend and I follow in his car.
He doesn’t go far, about a mile up the road, but leaves his car keys in the ignition whilst he disappears around the back of the house – I am presuming by now that he is wanting to hide the bike around a friends in case the police do come round.
Absolutely sh11ting myself I jump in his car and drive it (with my bike inside) to a local gypsy site.
Ride my bike back home!
It’s not until I got home that I realised Mr Angry probably knows where I live and for the rest of that weekend I kept the curtains drawn and doors locked. Even hid the bike in the loft.
Best thing is, that by then the insurance company had paid out and bike replaced. I phoned them to say I had recovered the bike and they said that they would send me a bill.
But they never did.