mtbville
New Member
what area do you live so people know where to focus? When I was about 8-9 my fatbike was stolen from our patio on my BIRTHDAY and my dad and uncle and friend heard them and drove around and spotted them. They yelled at the kids or something and freaked the kids out and they dropped the fatbike and ran. That same same fatbike was stolen again exactly one year later on my birthday again, never to be seen again. True Story! It was a yellow and black fatbike and I still miss it 25 years later. Good Luck finding those scumbags.




