There it was, under the glow of a flickering streetlight, a bright red children’s tricycle chained to a light post with a heavy-duty chain that looked like it had been borrowed from a shipyard. I mean, sure, with a tricked-out ride like this—plastic handlebars that once held streamers, custom squeaky wheels, and a bell loud enough to startle pigeons—you can’t be too careful. No one wants to wake up and find their kid’s beloved hot rod missing, but the level of security here made it look like this tricycle had a black market street value comparable to a vintage Harley.
The best part? The trike was tiny, maybe two feet long, barely big enough for a toddler. Meanwhile, the chain looked like it could hold down a medieval drawbridge. You could almost hear the imaginary heist crew plotting, “We’ll need bolt cutters, a distraction, and at least two getaway scooters.” But hey, you never know—one minute, it’s a harmless toy; the next, it’s being flipped on Craigslist as a “rare collector’s model.” It’s good to know the streets are safe tonight, at least from rogue tricycle thieves. Somewhere, a parent sleeps soundly, dreaming of the day they’ll upgrade to a Power Wheels with a car alarm.
