I would have thought that it was stolen by a brakeless fixie rider who recently joined a company whose conditions of employment state that you must use a hand brake while working. For example Creative Couriers. He needed a new brake but couldn't afford one due to recent aluminium price rises (anyone who can afford to spend that kind of money probably isnt desperate enough to become a cycle courier), so unwittingly stole it from his soon-to-be controller.
Yes but lets divert the attention away from my guilt. I might have got knocked off my bike on purpose so I could finish work early and then catch a train to london so that I could steal Bill's brake, BUT, the most important question is, are your actually a person who comes "from Emory"? Or are you a person with a memory of a 'fro?
Funny thing I found this cheap business fare to London on priceline.com, problem is I could only stay for an hour or two. I asked myself. "How can I make the most of this short visit? I've got it steal the front brake of the Man, the myth, the legend, Buffalo Bil, perfect!" I put it on Bristol Pallin's track bike with the baby coming and all she needs to be extra cautious.