I still, literally, have scars across the knuckles of my right hand from the teeth I broke belonging to the dirty cunt that tried to steal my bike. I walked out of the gas station I had gone to for a slush after a long, hot ride last summer. I tackled him as he started to pedal off and punched him until the cashier came out and stopped me. The guy bolted before the cops showed up, he was committing grand theft (I am a non-driving epileptic and ride a 3500$ Giant Trance) so he took off. I never got charged because the thief/victim fled. No joke, this really happened last August.
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