Hey man, you think you got it bad. Heres a sob story for ya. In the UK I had a 95 fireblade which I spent a fortune on and I had it perfect and on the road for about 4 months when some retard who obviously found their driving lisence in a cereal box pulled out in front of me and I T-boned their car and wrote it off. 6 weeks off work with a screwed back, Her insurance paid for a new bike and a couple of grand personnal injury, which I tucked away in the bank. I found myself a new bike,a 98 ZX9R awesome piece of kit which I immediately stuck a yoshi on and colour coded undertray and hugger. 8 months of pure bliss passed in a flash of pretty colours, then I got up one morning and looked out the window to see an empty space on my drive where there should have been a bike. Then about a week later the police phone me at 3 in the morning to tell me they have found my baby. Two guys were on it scudding aroud Brixton in london near where I lived. The police had given chase and the thieves had turned down a dead end street by mistake. They had got off the bike and done a runner down an alley. The officer told me that theycouldnt wait all nite but would wait for as long as they could if I wanted to come out and pick it up. I threw on some clothes and grabbed my gear feeling sick to my stomach at seeing the state of my violated baby. I jumped in a cab and we raced to the address I had been given. When I got there no police and no bike. The police had been called away on an emergency and the theives had come back and stolen my bike again. Still it all worked out for the best, I lost my job because of having time off with the bad back and then because I couldnt get there as I had no transport. My wife got made redundant shortly after and we had a shitload of money in the bank and nothing left to stick around for so we emigrated to Aus and now I have a new baby........
