It’s not on the street. There’s a walkway in front of the house, directly in front of it, that connects to the driveway. So on one side of the walkway is the house. On the other side there is a strip with foliage in it. On the other side of that is the front lawn; and then a small fence, a gravel strip, and then the street.
So they had to actually come into the yard, right up to the house.
Sorry to hear about your bike. That sucks.
I had someone knock my Monster over and smash out the speedo at our old apartment. It didn’t just fall over - it was laying on it’s right side. The cops actually came out and took a look and made the report. The policeman said, “Dude, you just don’t mess a man’s bike. That’s a total bitch move.” Of course nothing happened with the case.
I moved it into a garage as soon as one was available. I figured the $75 a month for a few months sure beat paying for more repairs.
Johnny… do you think perhaps they were trying to steal it, dropped it, etcetera? I mean, at least you still have the bike.
That’s Possibility 2. As was pointed out by runner pat, damage is consistent with someone who doesn’t know how to pick up a bike trying to pick up a bike; hence the ‘kids’ scenario as Possibility 1. Someone trying to steal it would probably know how to pick it up. Possibility 3 is least likely, since I checked around and none of the other vehicles were tampered with and foliage near them was not walked on. (There’s some sort of the same low plant between the driveway and lawn. I hate it.)
That sucks. I’ve had my bike knocked over before, and it pissed me off. That time, I think it was a H-D rider who did it, too. Luckily the damage was limited to a bent handlebar and brake lever.
At least you have insurance covering the damage.
If I may offer an appropriate movie quote (emphasis mine):
Lance: Still got your Malibu?
Vincent: Aw, man. You know what some fucker did the other day?
Lance: What?
Vincent: Fucking keyed it.
Lance: Oh, man, that’s fucked up.
Vincent: Tell me about it. I had it in storage for three years, it was out for five days and some dickless piece of shit fucked with it.
Lance: They should be fucking killed. No trial, no jury, straight to execution.
Vincent: Boy, I wish I could’ve caught him doing it. I’d have given anything to catch that asshole doing it. **It’d been worth him doing it just so I could’ve caught him doing it. **
Lance: What a fucker!
Vincent: What’s more chickenshit than fucking with a man’s automobile? I mean, don’t fuck with another man’s vehicle.
Lance: You don’t do it.
Vincent: It’s just against the rules.
Got a verbal estimate over the phone. The guy at the shop said he’d fax me the written estimate. I called the insurance adjuster('s fill-in) and he said he will call the shop to get photos, which are required for claims over $1,500.
So how much damage did this person or these persons unknown do to my ride?
$2,594. Almost 25% of what I paid for the bike new.
That’s some expensive plastic. 
Damn!
I would just make sure that the insurance guys don’t jerk you around on the repairs.
I wiped out stupidly early on in my riding days, and the insurance company initially totalled it based on estimates, but then authorized ‘necessary repairs only’ to make it legal to ride on the road, but not complete fairings and all- just enough to patch them up and make it rideable without going over the ‘totalled’ amount. I think they may have had some kind of a kickback thing going on with the shop.
I was too young to know enough to sue, and felt dumb enough about the accident in the first place. I completely totalled it a few months later anyway, but it had never felt the same.
I got the written estimat by fax. Turns out the total I posted earlier includes some routine work I thought I’d have done as long as the bike’s in the shop. So the actual estimate is ‘only’ $2,094 plus tax.