So, i found my key in the seat lock, went on a nice, but cold ride and before coming home stopped at a local grocery store, parked the bike and went in. I was in the check out line about to swipe my card when I look out the window to see an old man standing, touching my bike, and I was like.. huh. I went out, turns out some old lady backed into it, pushed it off the stand but while all this was happening, an old man jumped outta his car and saved it from hitting the ground!
He then explained to me that he was 74 years old, and told me "i havent moved that fast since '67" I was so thankful for that guy, I took his name and number and told him Id plow his driveway on my rounds this winter.