7am. Sitting in the driveway ready to ride a few miles down the road for breakfast. The plan was for my daughter and I to take a Sunday morning ride ? her on the Yamaha Vino and me on the steady Vespa. My friend Gordon inquired the previous evening about Sunday morning plans and I invited him along.
Three scooters on the road. A good plan. And like all plans subject to change.
At around 4am I received a text message from Aleta that she would probably not make the