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  • It was around 4-5pm? Broad daylight... people walking on the other side of the road seemingly unaware of what was happening.

    A young male came up to me on a bike as I was waking along with a friend. He asked where I was from. I’m from Yorkshire and had a feeling that wasn’t the answer he’d be looking for. His next statement was “Give me your pedals”.

    He was around 15-16 so was a bit bewildered. I’m a grown man with a pretty athletic build so was impressed by his brazenness and intrigued as to how he planned to carry out this operation.

    He repeated “give me your pedals”. This time he lifted his t-shirt revealing the top of his knife which he then took into his free hand.

    I then looked over my shoulder to see his associates. 3-4 more kids with the oldest looking 18-19.

    At this point, after some quick maths, I realised internal organs were probably worth more than my bike and handed it over to the older male who casually walked away with it. Don’t mess with kids with nothing to lose.

  • Shit situation but no doubt the right decision. I got mugged in Birmingham as a young teen by two inner city rats with knives. It has bugged me ever since, 30 odd years later.

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