Brer Rabbit
Pursuit Specialist
- Joined
- Feb 5, 2005
Took My 7 year old ATV riding yesterday in Ottawa, and after driving home I was so tired that I left both quads strapped down in the bed with the gate down right in front of the house. Now I live in a pretty decent area of Chicago so I felt cool about this and also the Bikes were so dirty that nobody would want them if they saw them. Anyway, I went to sleep and the wife was sleeping on the couch in the front of the house and was woke up around 5 am by the sound of two punks cutting the tie down straps on my LTZ 400. 
. Heres where it gets worse, instead of the wife just getting me up so I could sneak up and administer street justce, she bangs on the window, alerting them, then runs into my bedroom to get me up! . I jump up and run to the front door in my fruit of the looms in time to clearly see one of the punks running at full speed down the block. So I run in and grab my shoes and pants, and of course I grab the "Widowmaker and Heartbreaker" (.45 Cal Sig Sauer) and go out huntin after callin 911 with the description of the guy I saw. Nobody is out, and its real quiet so Im hoping to hear a barking dog or someone jumpin a fence or even a pick up truck occupied with the lights out lookin for his punk buddy so they could split. Anything, then out of nowhere comes the jag I saw running tryin to act like he was just out for an innocent walk at 5 in the morning. I walked right up to him broke out the Sig, announced my Office and ordered him down to the ground repeatedly. Since he didnt comply I had to help him to the ground where I held him until marked units finally showed up. Cuffed and stuffed and locked the f*ck up. So the bad parts were they cut my real nice tie downs, and I discovered they took about $200.00 worth of my sons riding gear and his fold up chair but the good thing is I got one of the punks and since I announced my Office, I was technically on duty at that point so the City had to pay me from about 5 am until all the paperwork was done (10 am). I really think they were only gonna take my sons lil 110cc quad and not my LTZ400. Too bad too cuz the LTZ is fully insured and the motor is sounding a lil noisy! Oh well---Good Guys 1 Bad Guys 0.
. Heres where it gets worse, instead of the wife just getting me up so I could sneak up and administer street justce, she bangs on the window, alerting them, then runs into my bedroom to get me up! . I jump up and run to the front door in my fruit of the looms in time to clearly see one of the punks running at full speed down the block. So I run in and grab my shoes and pants, and of course I grab the "Widowmaker and Heartbreaker" (.45 Cal Sig Sauer) and go out huntin after callin 911 with the description of the guy I saw. Nobody is out, and its real quiet so Im hoping to hear a barking dog or someone jumpin a fence or even a pick up truck occupied with the lights out lookin for his punk buddy so they could split. Anything, then out of nowhere comes the jag I saw running tryin to act like he was just out for an innocent walk at 5 in the morning. I walked right up to him broke out the Sig, announced my Office and ordered him down to the ground repeatedly. Since he didnt comply I had to help him to the ground where I held him until marked units finally showed up. Cuffed and stuffed and locked the f*ck up. So the bad parts were they cut my real nice tie downs, and I discovered they took about $200.00 worth of my sons riding gear and his fold up chair but the good thing is I got one of the punks and since I announced my Office, I was technically on duty at that point so the City had to pay me from about 5 am until all the paperwork was done (10 am). I really think they were only gonna take my sons lil 110cc quad and not my LTZ400. Too bad too cuz the LTZ is fully insured and the motor is sounding a lil noisy! Oh well---Good Guys 1 Bad Guys 0.
