I was out toodling around town one summer evening enjoying the sights on my wife's Aprilia Scarabeo 50, a very fine little around town scoot. I happened upon a large pack (maybe 20-30) of urban sophisticates riding their (to a person) Vespa's, dressed in black hightops, various forms of punk, retro and alternative attire and 50's Italian helmets. Excited to see such a large gathering of my presumed brethren, I tried to follow them to see what they were up to, but they woudn't even acknowledge my existence, let alone give me the time of day. Blew me off like I was a three day old baguette or something.
Are urban scooter trash the Harley guys of the scooter world ???? Or am I just too sensitive?
Stuck in the Sunset