I grew up in a town where bike theft wasn’t really much of a problem, but for a while bike locks became something of a status symbol as each kid tried to outdo the other in the quest for the safest lock. Ads like this must have capitalized on this as a trend back in those days and while I wanted to care about such things, I could never muster the resources for a serious lock like the “Tough American”. Instead, I had a thin chain with one of those spinning combination locks that had 3 digits.
A strong thief could have snapped the chain in half if they chose, but an even smarter thief had a decent chance of figuring out my 3 digit code, which, if memory serves me right was something like 0-1-2.
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