Abou 2 weeks ago it got stolen off of my friends porch, it somehow wasn't locked. I had gotten home around 3 in the morning, put it on the porch went to bed. When i got up some hours later it was gone. I had assumed that some dumbass frat boy stole it and rode it home. I fully expected to see it in the next couple of days. this is a pretty small town and everyone knows that bike. After some serious searching i was beginning to have my doubts. I had resorted myself to temping my centurion as a ss. I got a phone call from my friend laura yesterday telling me she saw a flyer saying something like, found fixed gear/trackstyle bicycle, call to describe. I called him and described it to the last chip in the paint. I honestly screamed like a little girl when he said it was mine, i was on the bus. I asked him where i could meet him to get the bike. He asked where i was and even rode the ****ing thing over to me. Super nice guy, interested in fixies, wants to build one. I said i would gladly help him anyday. I am thinking i need to buy him a case of beer or something.
I think the bastard who stole it couldn't figure out how to ride it and ditched it on the side of the road. Poor poor bicycle. we live around a lot of frats.