Tuesday, August 14, 2012
That would be five stop signs, and fifty traffic lights, for those playing along at home.
Three: The average number of other scooters I encounter on my daily commute. Usually all Chinese stuff, but I occasionally pass a guy on one of the bigger Piaggio MP3s. The 250 looks insectoid; the 400 and 500 look militantly insectoid. Three is also the number of school zones through which I must pass every morning.
Also, Wanda passed the kilomile mark, today. Check out the crazy fuel economy at the bottom of the page, now.