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Tuesday, March 11, 2003
Look Out Hells Angels, Here Comes the Scooter Gang! For a little over a year and a half I have been contemplating buying a scooter. About six months prior to leaving I narrowed the search down to one particular scooter that I really liked. It has larger wheels, slightly larger body and frame, while still keeping the retro flavor intact. I like the larger features on the scooter because:a. It makes for a smoother ride; due to the fact of the larger wheels don't catch all the bumps and holes in the road as much as the smaller wheels do. b. the larger size of the scooter fits my body type. Seeing that I am six four, I would look like that clown at the circus that rides the tiny bike around the ring. As much as I like to make people laugh, even I have my limits. Both of these reasons went out the window this week after two friends of mine found electric scooters. Now this isn't the type with the inline skate wheels. No, this actually has inflatable 10" tires. It is outfitted with a headlight, turn signals, and even a horn. It is has a seat as well as a glove box attached to the back, but still it is on the smallish side of the scooter spectrum. When I saw it I instantly fell in love and knew I had to have one, and at the great price they bought them at, I would be a fool not to. I went over yesterday to my friends house and test drove his to make sure that I could fit on it and that it could pull my weight. I was shocked that it actually did rather well. It was a little more sluggish with me on it, than when my friend rode it, as he weighs about thirty pounds less. Not to worry, there is a model one step up that looks about the same but has a sturdier body and a more powerful motor. So, after terrorizing the neighborhood on our electric hogs, we headed out to the market where they had purchased the scooters two days ago. When we arrived we found that the guy who sells them didn't come in. My heart sunk as the tears began well up in my eyes...I would have to wait another day, possibly two before I could ride my electric wheels of fury.
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