It has been bought in a terrible time. Living in between two cities, made it necessary to use some kind of transport for a young lad in East Germany. As public transport has been OK, a young boy needs something to celebrate his freedom. A moped was long bought and sold and the car this young boy was provided by his grandma was the perfect thing to be blackmailed with. Didn't I have a great grandmother. Thanks again. Well so the young boy decided to buy a new bike - push bike, of course. So he went in a shop and found this beautiful bike. It cost about £600 which was more or less all this boy had. But he bought it. He used it whenever he could. It was the freedom he needed. Well as it came, this guy moved out from this terrifying, blackmailing, lying, self-seeking family/house. Hardly any money was available cause of the expensive bike, was just bought. But this guy never regretted the purchase of this wonderful bike. It helped to get anywhere he wanted, to stay fit, to clear all thoughts wondering around in this guys mind and helped just to feel better. It has always been taken care of and was always stored safely that nobody ever touches it.
The day came when this young boy was leaving his hometown and country to study abroad. He took his bike with him. Traveling 1400 miles on a trailer, safely stored it was used then so often in order to get to work in the new town he was living. There he moved several times. The current home doesn't allow to store the bike inside the house. Despite it has been padlocked and hidden next to the bins, where normally nobody should be and see it.
Well but somebody did and fucking stole it. After many years of taking care of, it has been fucking pinched by some 12 year old, as only can be assumed. And this guy just grudges this bike anybody who took it from him.
Well you know how this guy is.
RIP my dear Stevens. You will never be forgotten!
2005 - 2009
distance: aprrox. 3000 miles
max speed: 42.6 mph (in Durham)
no hard crashes, ever.
Oh dear, that has probably stuck a knife in your heart. Didn't you have a relatively expensive and heavy bike lock? Needs at least a little bit of professionalism to get it opened. Horrible thought some 16 year old, spitting, track suit wearing, chav twat may be riding your bike now.
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