02-05-2014, 08:09 AM
This is a morning for stirring up memories. Must be the tea or something. I've just finished the first cup and heading for the second.
When I was a young bloke, a mate had a Vespa scooter. We were off riding one day and pulled into a shope/garage where there was a bit of gravel. My mate came in too fast and locked the back wheel trying to stop. He skidded across the car park and hit the fence, gently, but enough to bounce him back. Somehow he had the presence of mind to flip down the centre stand. The Vespa popped onto it and he climbed off and walked away as if he'd planned the whole escapade.
When I was a young bloke, a mate had a Vespa scooter. We were off riding one day and pulled into a shope/garage where there was a bit of gravel. My mate came in too fast and locked the back wheel trying to stop. He skidded across the car park and hit the fence, gently, but enough to bounce him back. Somehow he had the presence of mind to flip down the centre stand. The Vespa popped onto it and he climbed off and walked away as if he'd planned the whole escapade.