I discovered this on Saturday when I went to get out the Triumph and noticed a bare spot in the garage where my mountain bike had been.
They also swiped a couple screwdrivers and my Craftsman ratchet. Not the sockets, just the wrench itself. Honestly, I'm more broken up about the wrench than my bicycle. I mean, I liked my bike, but that wrench and I have some history. I've worked on every car and motorcycle I've owned, along with various other things using that wrench. And now it's gone because some filthy, poo-smelling bike thief took a shine to it.
Lady Luck says she's surprised I didn't go out on a "Pee Wee's Big Adventure" style hunt for my bicycle.
On the other hand, I bought a 2004 Vespa ET4 (and a new garage lock) on Saturday. The new bike fits nicely where the old bike was. I bought the Vespa as my first major step towards getting my business going. It needs some touch up paint, as the previous owner had a low-speed get off during her license test. I also have to take a look at the bendix (Vespa for "Starter Clutch") as it's makes a funny noise for a second when starting the bike. But otherwise it's straight and runs good.
Frankly, I'm a bit overwhelmed from everything. I spent Saturday night floating in our community pool, staring up at the night sky, trying to comprehend how much had happened in the last 12 hours.
The plan for this week is to find a shop that does motorcycle paint, transfer the title to me, get the bendix fixed up, and then get that sucker out the door again. Exciting!