I'm on the ground, and I look up, and there's this kid peddling away in the getaway vehicle, which is my bike, and he's about 11 or 12 years old, and I'm on the floor, and I'm crying because I saved a lot of money for that bike, and I'm crying and I stand up and I start screaming.
No chão, olho pra cima, e vejo um menino pedalando no veículo de fuga, minha bicicleta, ele tinha uns 11 ou 12 anos, e eu no chão, chorando porque eu poupei muito pra comprar a bicicleta, e chorando, eu me levanto e começo a gritar.