Almost like clockwork, shortly after 9 PM every Sunday, a hum begins quietly in the night air. It quickly gets louder and a smile begins to cross over my lips. The hum means the motor scooter gang is headin' home!
There is a group of up to ten riders that must meet in Ann Arbor and then ride home together. I started to notice them about three weeks ago. One of these Sundays I'm going to remember and go in search of their hang out.
I've always been enamored with scooters, especially since my friend Beth bought a pale blue Vespa. I'm thinking about it. With todays transportation costs it becomes more and more appealing! When I do, maybe the scooter gang will let me join!
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