Press — motorcycle theft

Motorcycle theft in the UK has a nasty habit of feeling “everywhere” at once. One week it’s a neighbour’s scooter lifted outside a flat in under a minute. The next it’s a video of two lads with an angle grinder treating a chain like it’s made of cheese strings.

When a motorcycle disappears, most riders imagine it being ragged around an estate for a few days before being torched. That still happens. But increasingly, theft is industrial.

The modern stolen bike rarely dies dramatically. It gets processed.

You’ve seen the videos. Two men in hoodies. An angle grinder screaming against hardened steel. Sparks flying across a city pavement like fireworks at a celebration no one asked for. Pedestrians drift past with takeaway coffees. A bus rolls by. Someone films from ten metres away. No one steps in.

There was a time when blatant theft in broad daylight caused a scene. Voices would rise. People would gather. Someone would intervene. The shock alone would stop a criminal mid-act.