The theft

I have been in a quandary about what we have done. We as in a friend and I as we have stolen a bike using his car. I say stolen because it wasn't ours and we didn't pay for it. I have worked out my justification over the past 2 years of seeing the bike languish in a parking lot under garbage and other broken bikes but the truth cannot be ignored. Sure, it hadn't moved for 2 years, the tires had rotted through to the rims, The spiders living inside the handlebars had died or moved out BUT somebody could have been coming back for it. I feel neither regret or remorse about having removed this bicycle and then stripping it down but the eerie thing is that it came apart so easily. Almost as though some unknown force had been maintenancing it after it started to rot. It could be that the previous owner had been a bike nut and wanted it to be ridden long after he or she had passed on. So in a sense, I am like the bicycles Godfather and it shall stay with me long after the initial rider's demise. Cool. Scarily, as I cleaned and began to strip parts and paint I found a PANASONIC mark and I clued into the destiny that had brought the bike and I together as we all know my fondness for Panaracers. I intend to upload more pics and seeing as how I just managed to buy a jug of paint stripper with my new found wealth you will be seeing be seeing more bare metal than a 25 to lifer, son. Any and all tips are welcome as I may run into snags that I don't know about.