-8pm night-
guess what?!
i found the guy who stole my bike!!!
it was an old chinese uncle
see just yesterday i went jogging for fun. and i saw a bike that look utterly like mine. well.. i saw the bike pass by when i was in the padang a few times already actually... like 2 or 3 times.... but i was always skating at the time.. so i could not chase him.. but this was it dudes and dudus... i was wearing my mizunos and ready to go trigger happy....
well abt the bike.. it was mine ..with just a few add-ons and some take offs (he changed the handle grips, took out the top clips and replaced it with a plastic pedal, he also took off the two horns at the side). i was like.. heyy so familiar.. well no doubt it was my bike.. i could recognize it from far far away... the bike being an old model had the classic triangle frame... with was highly distinguishable from all the funny shape frames now
as i jogged passed the uncle i could see the bent front fork
"ITS MY BIKE!"
so i jogged (slower) passed him so that he won't be suspicious .. i took a small round around the houses and jogged behind him..
he crossed a traffic light.. we were walking side by side.. i was looking straight at my bike .. i'm sure he started becoming suspicious now .. after we cleared the lights and were beside the LDP.. then he got onto his .. wait no.. MY bike...
and started cycling
i started jogging
.. he looked at me.. and stared to cycle faster
i looked at him.. and started to jog faster...
now we were on the LDP..passing the shops on the right .. prudential, les studio ect..
man was he cycling faster ... i piratically had to run to catch up with him... haha man was this fun.. untill i started to get tired and just remembered that i anit no great runner anymore ..
i was beside him and MY bike for around .. 30secs.. 1 minute? i could have pushed him down any moment (or meaby shaft a stick through the fork or something)
aww.. but common he was and old uncle wearing a collar shirt with a sling bad and all... and he was CHINESE!
xD
yeah but anyways.. i got tired.. he kept on looking back at me... i shout to him..
"HEY UNCLE! .. STOP, STOP!! .. BERHENTI, TAU TAK?! .. STOPPP!!! STop... stop... sigh... stop... gasp" -out of breath-
so yeah.. he saw me stop spalt right on the road..he cycled a few more meters away to get distance then he slowed down too(him being old, i'm prettie sure he was tired too) .. my as i took a breath .. looked up into the night sky with the yellow lights illuminating the place, i said to myslef..
"common this is my chance to stop a criminal for once! (and get my bike back)"
i always taught of that .. (last time when i say the bike when i was skating).. i pondered on incidences where i saw a crime.. but did nothing to stop it.. but this was it man!
so got up.. ran after him.. he was now 50-80 meters away..
he didn't notice for a while..
then he did it.. he looked back
"crap"
-sTart SPrInTing-
he cycle faster
.. to the down hill.. towards the ss2 traffic lights...where i knew at that point i will never catch up already
i died down..
fag...
turned into the junction on my right... after the walk over bridge. jogged home...
with a broken hearth...
how nice it was for me to see the old faithful bike again.... well.. at least i was beside it..for a while...
=) ..
i hold no grudges..
no seriosly..
not one single bit...
wakaka (this is not pride eh)
but yeah.... whateva la
... xD God blast.. err.. i meant bless that guy..
ahh.... was my 3rd chance to stop a crime.. but i blew it........ again.... =p
-uleung- the lame runner
1 comment:
It was so so long ago i couldn't even remember when the last time was i actually read something and for one moment as if i'm inside the story also and i was jsut anticipating that moment that you will say something like this "After the traffic light in SS2, i took a deep breath and ran with all my heart and my effort pay off when i landed my hand on the guys shoulder and caught him" arghhhhhh so geram man..... Can't believe you didn't catch that uncle... But i was glad also that you choose to bless him.....
Hi i'm Dillon
Thumbs up, good story
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