That’s not a midlife crisis, this is a midlife crisis.
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I want one.
That’s not a midlife crisis, this is a midlife crisis.
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I want one.
This is simply a problem of adjusting your goals to obtain your objectives.
Start wanting something from this list.
Psst. Look up one post
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:smack:
Pfft! This is a mid-life crisis. Make sure you get the ejector seat, smoke screen, and concealed champagne bucket options for extra virility.
Stranger
I rode a Big Ruckus (250cc vs. your 50cc) a couple weeks ago and if I had the money I’d buy one in a heartbeat. Hell, I’d probably trade my 82’ GS750 for one!
I must admit- if I get a scooter, the Big Ruckus is the one I’d get. It’s a good bit more expensive (I believe it’s over $5K) but I think it’d better handle the monster hill I have to climb every day on my way home.
Captain America and Billy would salute you.
First thing I thought of! ![]()
My dad got himself one of these a couple of years back (his model isn’t listed anymore, I don’t think- his seems bulkier than the usual commuter one), and he loves it. It is a blast to ride and plugs into the wall to charge.
Would you please? And take pictures and post them here? ![]()
Obligatory Demon Squirrel Story link. It’s starts off slow, but it makes me laugh out loud every time I read it - please, do yourselves all a favour and read it. And watch out for the squirrels and chipmunks.
This scooter is my favorite - I drove the hell out of it…
Joe
Just passed 100 miles on my Ruckus and decided since we couldn’t remember where exactly we filled up ( maybe at the 40 mile mark) to top it off.
It cost me a whopping $1 and some change.
w0000000000000000000000000000t!
If I could go back in time, I would get a scooter or motorcycle. Everytime I ride it I have guys ask me questions about it.
I think a scooter would be a blast, but for my commute, it would also be a death wish. Most of my drive is along 2-lane county roads, overrun with pickups driven by maniacs. OK, maybe not complete maniacs, but they zoom past my Scion when I’m doing the speed limit. I can’t imagine what they’d do if I was putt-putting along on a little scooter. I suppose I could dodge the Amish horse poop and drive on the shoulder.
Plus the last part of my commute is over the Harry Nice Bridge. Ummmm, I don’t think so…
I wonder if you look anything like the lady I saw on a scooter the other day.
My daughter had just picked me up from work and as we rounded the corner we saw a lady on a scooter leaving a parking lot. She had on what appeared to be a dark brown Tyvek body suit. Over the suit was a construction workers vest. It was bright neon yellow and had reflective tape all over it. She also wore a bark brown helmet and goggles.
She was quite spiffy looking. 
Now I wish I could justify having a scooter with a sidecar.
Me and the dog would be known all over town.
That looks like a blast! I want a mid-life crisis, dammit!
She could be my scooter twin, if I ever find a bright orange full body suit and helmet. I want to look that spiffing, too!
Well you got the two wheeler, now you need some tatts. Don’t let this happen to you: