On Tuesday 19 February, in Johannesburg, Gauteng, South Africa, a really, really, really nasty person stole a little of my soul.
My BELL helmet, which was locked to the side of my bike, was horrifically (I could only imagine) hacked at and cut through the straps… and stolen.
A helmet no more. I swear I saw traces of little helmet blood. Sniff!
The thief was even so bold as to leave some cut marks on my bike, as an ever-reminding scar as to what he/she did to me. It hurts. A lot.
So here is where I turn to you, the ever-awesomely-amazing people of the Internet. Help me find this no-good dirty rotten machete-weilding thief, and let’s bring the ol’ helmet home..
If you see this helmet on a bike rider, in a pawn shop, on the side of the road crying for a safe return home, please let me know. I would never ask you to take the law into your own hands (so no hero moves) but please, if you have any information comment on this post or send me a tweet – @donpackett – I would be extremely grateful.
Happier times: The day it arrived from the USA. Sniff!
As far as I know, it’s the only one of it’s kind in the country (or at least in Jozi), so I’m hoping that with the collective eyes of all of us, we can get that sweet, innocent helmet back home.
If you’ve ever lost anything dear to you, you’ll know how I feel.
Thank you so much.