My roommate at the time Patrick had several bikes and I used to borrow his to ride around but they weren’t fitted for me.
One day a friend of mine Robert gifted me a bike and I wanted a bike but never had the money to buy one.
So Patrick and I and a friend of his decided to go for a ride to the west flat of Cleveland with my new bike as we were near the Spaghetti Warehouse something stopped me and told me not to go that way.
I immediately told Patrick but he didnt care he insisted that it was safe any way at the other side right by where i was stopped but the opposite side we were robbed they took my bike.
Thank God I was ready for it so I just threw the bike and ran for my life.To this day I believe that was God’s help.