I posted this on the other link below but my GS750 was stolen from my apartment back in 1980:
I was living in Colton, Ca. I had a 1978 Suzuki GS750E. One night my roommate wakes me at around 1:30am and says there are cops out side shining flashlights on my bike in the parking lot. I park it with about 6 other bikes from the apartment complex. A few minutes later I get a knock on the door and I answer it to find 2 officers asking to speak to me. They ask me if I own a GS750. I tell them yes I do. They ask if I know where it is. I say yes it's right out in the parking lot. They say no it isn't we just recovered it about 20 miles away. Would you like to go and recover it or have it impounded and pick it up later. Knowing it would cost me, as a victim, money to get it out of impound I said I would go then and recover it from the scene. When I got there I asked what the story was and they said an officer was parked on the side of the road talking with some woman and 3 ni**ers (not my words) road by on it and the cops gave chase for having 3 people on it, at 1am that seemed suspicious to them. The riders ran down a deadened road that had a barricade of 3' tall posts separated by 3' and rode through the gap and dumped the bike in the dirt field and ran off. I jokingly asked it they had shot any of them. His reply was "I couldn't get a good shot, so no, he hadn't shot any of them. The bike had a small ding in the top of the tank where one of them was riding, a scratch in the side of the tank from when they dumped it and a screwdriver ignition switch, but I was glad to have recovered my bike so quickly.
I was surprised that they found me so quickly and came to me after finding a stolen motorcycle. I would have thought it would have been days before they notified me and that I would have notified them it was stolen before they got to me.
