Harley a Day Goes By
Someone stole my Harley Davidson last night during the typhoon. Quite a professional job really. Lock was snapped, alarm removed and put neatly beside the cover and tie downs. I spent an hour in the local police office with three officers who seemed exhausted by the effort it took to fill out the report. Nice enough guys, though.
When we were done, they gave me this parting advice “We’ll do everything we can to find it, and we’ll be sure to call you if we do. There’s no need to contact us about it any more.”
How encouraging.