I sure love my classic Vespa, she is a 1965 model and always draws stares from passing fellow drivers. The best thing is the built in brotherhood of Vespa riders. Almost anytime she brakes down, which happens about every 5th trip it seems, someone stops to give a hand. In this case, a Vespa brother who sanded my carbonized spark plug clean. zoooom zoooom as good as new and off I go.
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