Please give me some sympathy, or an iTunes song code as my beloved Specialized Hardrock got stolen tonight. Locked it outside CityLit college in Holborn. Forgot to bring my heavy Squire lock, so had to use my secondery cable lock. 2 hours later it was gone. i had this bike for 4 years (since 2001) and it was a great run-about once i put some Mavic x517s on- commuted over 100 miles a week though London. Plus its retro black and white cruiser paintwork looked lovable, if a bike could be called that. I've fond memories of overrtaking lycra-lout nobheads on Whitechapel Road, whilst they bounced along on their squeaky clean £800 Cannondale full-suspension set-up. And of weaving through mazes bendy-buses with their clueless drivers chatting on their mobiles. I never did get the hang of doing those bunnny-hops like I did as a wee 12 year old on a Raleigh Burner. Nor have i ever managed to do a wheelie. I mean EVER! Its something i must do successfully before i'm 30. Now its gone. Moral of the story is - USE A DECENT LOCK! CHANCE IS A POOR SUBSTITUTE! On the flip side, looks like i'm buying a new trusty stead. Marin Muirwoods, or Ridgeback Nemesis?