Rust, Gasoline, and a Side Quest

This morning, I had about half an hour to kill while waiting for my mom to be ready after her podiatrist appointment.
What do you do in a situation like that? Right – you grab your camera and go practice. And in my opinion, I ended up with a few decent shots.

Every time I spot a beauty like this by the roadside, I get a little nostalgic.
Back in the day, I owned a Vespa P80X, built in 1980.

I had slightly “tuned” my Vespa – sport exhaust, different gear ratio, and a bit more displacement.
You didn’t want to be a rolling traffic jam, after all.

Back when we were heroes – on 2-stroke and hope

These days, I just enjoy looking at these machines. The time – and passion – for tinkering is something I’m short on.