I had a bike stolen in 1994. Through an incredible series of events, about 2 weeks after the theft, I learned that the bike was in a town about 120 miles west of where I lived at the time. Unfortunately, the cops in my hometown where I filed the report coulda given 2 $hit$ when I went and told them about it. They said they would look in to it and get back to me, but you guess it, they never did.
The police in the town where the bike was were actually even less interested in trying to aprehend the low-life. In the end, though, he got what he had coming. He was being pursued for speeding in town and ran into a funeral procession at a cross road. He got banged up quite a bit from what I understand, but charges were never filed for the theft of my bike. The bike was totalled in the accident, but by the time this happened which was 4 months or so after he stole it, I had already settled with the insurance company (State Farm - too bad they're not always as great to deal with as B B's experience apparently was) and was riding a new bike.
I wish you the best of luck, but unfortunately, most of these stories don't have a happy ending.
I feel for you and Ripp . . . there is an unbelievable sense of being violated when you have your property stolen. I will keep my eyes peeled here.
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Topic: ALERT! ALERT! Have you seen this motorcycle? (Read 9142 times)