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Fly, to give you some encouragement, here's a nice summer days story about "we had a nice bike but some bastard stole it but then we found it and got it back and lived happily ever after"
A couple years ago, late that summer, one of my sons had his cool BMX bike stolen from in front of the local pizza shop. We were sad that somebody would do that...and pissed, so we drove around looking for a clue but never found it.
About at the beginning of the next summer, one of my son's friends sees a kid riding a bike and says "hey Tyler, is that your old bike?" and they think it is. So as the kid on the bike is riding away, the buddy who is the fastest runner goes to follow him while my son and a couple other buddies go to the police station to report this; about half hour later the fast buddy and the kid on the bike, and the bike, show up at the police station; the fast guy told the kid that the police will be getting him if he doesn't come to the station with the bike, so the bike kid seems to not know the bike was stolen and to clear things up he brings the bike to the station. He says he paid one of his friends $40 for the bike and didn't know where it came from.
My kids call me and tell me to hurry down to the station, etc. So I run down there and see the bike and tell the officer that it does look like our bike....but to be sure, here's the purchase receipt which lists the serial numbers that are stamped into the bike under the crank housing. So we turn the bike over and check the numbers and they match. So the bike kid has to call his mom since the officer is not allowed to "make a deal" with a minor, but the mom gets pissed and says she's not coming. So the officer says that he has no option but to give the bike back to the rightful owners...US! We were very surprised and happy to get the bike back and my kid is still using that bike.
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