When I got home today I jumped on the bike I've been building to make a quick run to the store for some last minute dinner items and park it in a normal spot about 10 spaces out from the handicapped spots. As I'm walking out with a my chit I see a few people hanging around looking at it up close. No biggie, it's a little strange looking right now since its not finished. When I get closer I see a teenager sitting on my bike with the side stand up and i came un-friggin-glued! Then the dumb chit decides he needs to get off and doesn't put the side stand down so with the forks still locked the bike goes over and knocks his dad down in the process. First time in a long time I had my fist doubled and ready for war right there and then. They all ran to their car with me in pursuit and hauled ass while I took down their plate number. Cops took the report but said with the minimal damage done and only me as the witness there was little that could be done to them. Who in the hell would just walk up to someones bike and toss a leg over to see how it feels? I've never had a bad temper but had I been armed I think I would have shot one of them. Still shaking from the adrenaline.