So recently I decided to “upgrade” my Yamaha Virago 535cc motorcycle to a 49.5cc scooter. I looked for a long time and finally found a great deal last month. The scooter, a Vento Triton R4 (and no, you shouldn’t recognize the brand), was aquired with help from Tom and his trailer. I then went on vacation. I came back. I switched the insurance over on the phone. I had to then go in person to Liberty Mutual to get the RMV-1 form, but the form was acquired. I then take myself, cash (because registrations must be cash or check only), said RMV-1 form, and Certificate of Origin to the RMV. Only to find out that the dealer didn’t sign the Certificate over to me properly. Back to Warwick, RI to get it filled out properly. Back to the RMV (do NOT go the Framingham RMV on a Monday afternoon) but success this time! I now have a plate and registration and 7 days to get the scooter inspected. Did I mention that I have to get a new plate because I have put the old one someplace so safe I can’t find it?
So what do I do? I promptly attach the plate, make sure all the paperwork is in a ziplock bag in the seat compartment, get out my helmet, put on denim and the Harley boots, find the old license plate (of course), and am all ready to test this puppy out. But I can’t get the Kryptonite cable lock off the scooter’s rear wheel. It’s possible that the lock did its job and it’s now jammed because someone tried to muck with it. Two Subarus have been stripped here in the complex this month. If so, great. But this does not change the fact that I was all ready to go and I can’t get the damn lock off the scooter’s rear wheel. All dressed up and nowhere to go.
Tomorrow, Tom and his bolt cutters are coming to visit. I really can’t help but laugh even as I swear at the lock.
Tags: funny
Behold the beauty of the Italian scooter-ness!
