No evidence the feller who crashed had stolen the bike.
It would be wise to presume innocence on his behalf until otherwise proven.
Regardless of the circumstances someone is dead, a bike is trashed and a family mourns.
Some of you guys need to get a life.
				
			 
			
		 
			
				
			
			
				And I to my motorcycle parked like the soul of the junkyard. Restored, a bicycle fleshed with power, and tore off. Up Highway 106 continually drunk on the wind in my mouth. Wringing the handlebar for speed, wild to be wreckage forever.
 
- James Dickey, Cherrylog Road.
			
			
		 
	
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