“At some point yesterday afternoon, my Best Friend Jillian was riding my other bike, that I bought last summer from a neighbor right around the corner, home from work and got hit by a car. She is fine. Shaken up, naturally, but ok. Our friend was behind the guy who hit her and helped with the accident. She was heading home, and while she was right in front of my neighbors house [the one I bought the other bike from last summer], she saw a guy riding my bike down Warner Ave, and said “HEY! That’s my Best Friends Bike! She’s been distraught that someone has stolen her bike!” The guy on the bike was apologetic and said his friend lent him the bike because he “needed to be somewhere..” My neighbor asked if she wanted to go to the police to file a report, and she declined because she knew I just wanted it back. My neighbor helped Jillian get my bike back to my house and this entire story has completely been boggling my mind!!!
Here is what the bike looks like now.
-Stickers have been stripped [at least attempted] from the back fender and bell.
-My pretty basket is missing
-My bike chain, is gone [naturally it was useless to anyone other than me.]