Unmanly scooter? (not exactly riding a Burgman)  By  spandi (Read 2,975 times)

I love my "Lil' Bubba" but I dunno if I'm QUITE ready to be the old scooter guy just yet... LOL! A few days back, I scared the missus out of a couple years' growth (and at 81 she says she can't spare 'em...)

In our church parking lot, I was admiring a truly AWESOME chop with a monster, BLOWN S&S motor... Kick-start ONLY. The proud young owner and his squeeze got a kick out of an old guy liking such things. I told him I built and rode something like that back in the day, and he chuckled and said: "Old man, if you can start it, you can ride it." Oh yeah... "BIG mistake" my missus cringed.

With a grin, I just asked: "where's the gas, ignition and what's the pattern?" He opened the petcock, flipped the switch and said "1 up and 5 down".

To blazes with the kicker... too much arthritis... LOL... I put it in neutral and gave it a "Jamaican bobsled" push as fast as an old guy could run... jumped aboard side-saddle and stomped it into 2nd. BOOOOM!!! THUMP!!! APACOLIPTIC THUNDER!!! Lord forgive me, but that huffer blowing 400+ hp through straight-dumps was the most beautiful music I've heard this side of Heaven. I think I heard the Lord slapping Gabriel on the wings and shouting "YESSSS!!! I taught men how to make such wonders!!!" "Oh, c'mon J.C., YOU rode a DONKEY!" "Yeah, Gabe, but THAT was one FINE mule!"

One turn around the lot was enough. (Small tank! Can't be a hog) pun intended... It was 1962 all over again, and all was good in the world. You never forget. NEVER.

I coasted in neutral to a gathering crowd, with that MAGNIFICENT mill barking its staccato cackle over the whistling blower. That young guy was grinning like a 'possum eating poop. "Old man, you're OK" he chuckled... "What's YOUR ride?" "Chinese scooter." "Well, a guy's gotta ride what a guy can afford..."

My Wife was NOT smiling HeHeHe... All she could say was "I'm sure glad you didn't DROP that beast!" Ah, yeah... "Ditto". "... and you had better NOT want one of those! They must cost a million dollars!" No, honey, only about a quarter-million... OK, OK, a grand was even too much for that dang scooter you know... mumble, mumble... I was NOT hearing anything but the sweet thunder of that chopper as it exited the lot...

Ain't life grand?

Leo (still smilin') in Texas