Well yesterday (Jan 15) my sled was stolen from the parking lot at my workplace. I went out side just before lunch to warm it up and found that it was gone. I called the cops first then I called my wife to get her to bring me her sled so that I could go and find the bastard. Well I drove around town for about an hour then I caught up with him and chased him for about ten minutes. I let him go, I knew who it was and also if I pressed him any harder he would have crashed my sled. So about ten minutes later I found my sled. I guess he did not know who’s sled it was, but once he found out it was mine he knew he was dead. I live in a town with 1300 people so I know everyone and also I am the biggest person in town (6'2 300lbs.) so people know not to touch my s#!t. No damage, but the motor does not run the same. I think I am going to replace the pistons and rings for good measure. Well tonight I am going to the bastards house to FORCE a confession out of him, he is 16 so the cops can't do anything till they get that. Well I just had to rant, thank you for your ear!