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My friend Felix got his bike stolen a while back (Cult frame, S&M forks/bars) and we pretty much gave up hope on finding it. We had a group sesh at a local park today, and my friend Balt left back home. A couple mins later he calls us and tells us he saw someone on the bike a few blocks down, we all start heading down there (5 people in 3 different cars, 2 on bike) and looking for the dude.
He ends up at a corner store up the street, we are all outside waiting for him to get out. He says that the bike isn't his and starts pedaling away. We all start chasing him, my friend Nick cuts him off in his car and yells, YOU MADE THE WRONG MOVE MOTHER FUCKER, so the dude drops the bike and just books it. He chases a bus and gets on it, but we followed the bus and there ended up being a stop not even a block away. We go tell the bus driver what happened, and the dude gets kicked off the bus. We all start yelling at him and he was shitting bricks so just took off. We were happy enough with the bike and didn't bother chasing him anymore.
Mind you that we were hauling ass, cutting people off, honking and all this other shit in the street just to get this guy. Really fucking hectic. Stoked that we got the bike back, damn good day.
BIKE CHECK
living the life of a honey badger.
Refs: thebalt, kurtnut, scramhype