premise: Kind of like when I was 5 and left my bike parked outside of the townhouse where we lived in the ghetto . The next door neighbours were moving and the guy backed over my bike with his moving van . Apparently , he nearly peed his pants because he thought I was on the bike . I was n't . What happened after the guy backed out over your bike ?
hypothesis: He scolded me for leaving my bike out in the drive way and I was in trouble with my parents