The GF bought her 17-year-old son a 50 cc scooter for his birthday this coming Thursday, he has no idea that's what he's getting. She found it and paid for it this last week, and today (Saturday) she asked me to help her pick it up with my truck. I've only got a small Toyota, with a topper, and it was apparent we couldn't fit it in the back, so the GF announces, "No problem, I can drive it to your place and we'll leave it there until Michael's birthday".
Well, she had never been on a motorcycle, or scooter, in fact I found out later she hadn't been on a bicycle in 15 years or so. She finally relented and agreed to let me drive it home instead; then I realized I had no protective gear whatsoever. So here I am driving down one of the busiest roads in northern Utah on a Saturday afternoon, no helmet, gloves, t-shirt and shorts, my 6'5" frame barely fitting on the bike. I passed an older guy on a Harley, he gave me the wave but I could tell he was laughing his ass off.
Damn thing redlined at 45, and that was km/hr, not mph (so 32 mph was about my top speed). I have a fairly steep hill to climb just before my house, and the poor thing barely carried my 230 lbs up the hill. The GF drove my truck behind me with the emergency blinkers on, so that kept me from getting run over from behind.
Hope it works out for Michael. He's 100 lbs lighter than me, but that 32 mph top speed has me worried. He'll probably be trading up within the year, but maybe it'll be an ok bike to learn on.
I still have to get the thing to her place on Thursday, and she lives about 20 miles away; I don't want to have to ride this thing that far; time to sweet-talk a neighbor or something...
Well, she had never been on a motorcycle, or scooter, in fact I found out later she hadn't been on a bicycle in 15 years or so. She finally relented and agreed to let me drive it home instead; then I realized I had no protective gear whatsoever. So here I am driving down one of the busiest roads in northern Utah on a Saturday afternoon, no helmet, gloves, t-shirt and shorts, my 6'5" frame barely fitting on the bike. I passed an older guy on a Harley, he gave me the wave but I could tell he was laughing his ass off.
Damn thing redlined at 45, and that was km/hr, not mph (so 32 mph was about my top speed). I have a fairly steep hill to climb just before my house, and the poor thing barely carried my 230 lbs up the hill. The GF drove my truck behind me with the emergency blinkers on, so that kept me from getting run over from behind.
Hope it works out for Michael. He's 100 lbs lighter than me, but that 32 mph top speed has me worried. He'll probably be trading up within the year, but maybe it'll be an ok bike to learn on.
I still have to get the thing to her place on Thursday, and she lives about 20 miles away; I don't want to have to ride this thing that far; time to sweet-talk a neighbor or something...