I love(d) my bike

This morning, before leaving the flat I thought about it. Shall I walk and listen to some music or shall I take the bike, which is simply quicker? Well, I take the bike, as usual, I just like moving quickly. So I walk down the stairs and opened the door to leave the house. Right in front of it my bike is parked ... usually.

Hell! Did I park it somewhere else? Did I forget to bring it home? ... Slowly the thought arose that it might had been stolen. Did I properly lock it? Did I lock it around the pole as I usually do? ... Yeah, I had done everything as normal, I am sure it was locked properly etc. Shit, it must have been stolen. Geeee. I was mad!!! Loved this bike, it was so comfortable and easy to cruise with, just a really nice feeling riding it.

Mine was just like the one on the picture only plain black and with a carrier at the back. On the back of the saddle there was written "Felt" in a nice handwriting-like font, in white. I had had a new gear shift put on, because the old one broke. I only had the bike for a year and a half now, but since I used it every day it already started to get rusty. The back break doesn't work very well anymore, I wanted to get that fixed. It had hooks for lights in the front and in the back. It's a pitty ...

I don't have much hope, but if anyone around Munich (Germany) sees this bike just drop me a message. (I guess there are many bikes like this one around ... but you never know).
Hopelessly waiting ....

Picture (c) Profirad (to be exact, from this page)