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My daughter was about to go to a friend's house and asked where her bike was, "It's normal place I guess." I went to look and where her bike was (cheap Walmart BMX, black with no decals, magenta stem, brake, sprocket, and HOT PINK Oury grips) was missing, but in it's place was a beat up grey and green Mongoose.
I took a picture of the "replacement" bike and posted it on a local Facebook "yard sale" page with a description of the missing bike. Within minutes I had an inbox message that someone had seen her bike at the Sonic restaurant about an hour earlier. I threw the kids in the Jeep and took off.
I went to the Sonic and other places the BMX kids like to go, I was going past the high school and saw some bikes riding down a cross street, I shot through a parking lot and onto main street, about 4 kids on BMX bikes, I drove past them and saw the unmistakable pink Oury grips, I made a turn, cut through a parking lot straight towards them, jumped out and yelled "OFF THE BIKE!!!!"
Had a long "conversation" with the kid, he kept saying it was his bike, when I finally thought to ask where he got it he said "I found it at the high school." I asked if that made it his bike, he said yes, then he pointed to some pegs saying "See, I put pegs on it." I said "So that makes it your bike?" I reached down and unscrewed them and threw them on the ground.
I told him that he stole it and left his crappy bike in it's place. He said "Then where's my bike?" I said if he wanted his bike he could come get it at my house, I put the bike on the Jeep and left.
After I got home, 5 minutes later he shows up at my house... I didn't tell him where I live... :?
He then said that the bike I had was his brother's bike, that his brother had stolen it and wait till he tells his mom on him!
I had yelled at him a lot so I said "Just to show you 'no hard feelings' I'll fix the tube on this bike." I fixed his tube and sent him on his way.
Why did I do that? Well, he knew where I lived, I figured being a little nice might keep him from coming back and vandalizing the place.
Ugh... wish it hadn't all gone down like it did, but glad to have my daughter's bike back.
I took a picture of the "replacement" bike and posted it on a local Facebook "yard sale" page with a description of the missing bike. Within minutes I had an inbox message that someone had seen her bike at the Sonic restaurant about an hour earlier. I threw the kids in the Jeep and took off.
I went to the Sonic and other places the BMX kids like to go, I was going past the high school and saw some bikes riding down a cross street, I shot through a parking lot and onto main street, about 4 kids on BMX bikes, I drove past them and saw the unmistakable pink Oury grips, I made a turn, cut through a parking lot straight towards them, jumped out and yelled "OFF THE BIKE!!!!"
Had a long "conversation" with the kid, he kept saying it was his bike, when I finally thought to ask where he got it he said "I found it at the high school." I asked if that made it his bike, he said yes, then he pointed to some pegs saying "See, I put pegs on it." I said "So that makes it your bike?" I reached down and unscrewed them and threw them on the ground.
I told him that he stole it and left his crappy bike in it's place. He said "Then where's my bike?" I said if he wanted his bike he could come get it at my house, I put the bike on the Jeep and left.
After I got home, 5 minutes later he shows up at my house... I didn't tell him where I live... :?
He then said that the bike I had was his brother's bike, that his brother had stolen it and wait till he tells his mom on him!
I had yelled at him a lot so I said "Just to show you 'no hard feelings' I'll fix the tube on this bike." I fixed his tube and sent him on his way.
Why did I do that? Well, he knew where I lived, I figured being a little nice might keep him from coming back and vandalizing the place.
Ugh... wish it hadn't all gone down like it did, but glad to have my daughter's bike back.