Last spring I lost my semi-legit scooter parking.
I've been on the bus since, with the rare occasion that I decide to pay SEVEN DOLLARS to park in one of the six motorcycle spots in a nearby ramp which is HIGHWAY ROBBERY...but I digress.
This made for a long and dreary summer. One day late last fall I stopped by a local shop for...somethin. I don't remember what. I was sitting on one of the barstools at the front desk and happened to look out the front window...
Me: "Say...that's a moped plate..."
Shop Guy: "Yeah, it's a moped plate."
Me: "Tell me it's story."
Shop Guy: "One owner. Traded it on a Sprint."
Me: "Hmm."
Well, y'all can see where this is going. Allow me to introduce Luna.
