A couple of years ago, I got schleppt away to the police station for trying to take the left crank arm off of this bike. I also managed to get Carola's tools confiscated in the process. This is one of the pictures I took so that I could contest the charge of bicyle theft. It took about eight months, but I finally got the tools back, and am off the hook. Luckily for me I had gotten my residence permit about a month prior to this incident, otherwise it could have been more trouble I suppose.

Rumor has it that the latest spy prison torture case involving a local citizen here is Uncle Sam's way of getting retribution on my behalf. I was in the AF afterall.