Anytime I am at the Post Office or HEB or just about anywhere, there is a very good chance that I will walk out to my scooter to find an old man looking it over. They usually say about the same thing:
"I had one like this when I was young..."
or
"I have always loved these..."
or
"I bet you get good gas mileage."
Its funny, and I just love it. My favorite part is in parting. They always tell me to be careful "out there" and make sure I wear a helmet. Ahhh.... the love of Grandpa's.
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