Let’s try again
I’m sitting in the coffee shop, the voice of the late Curtis Mayfield wafting from the speakers. “Stone junkie, stone, stone junkie,” he sings. Oddly enough, I can relate. It’s been seven weeks without the GTS.
I’ve never smoked, but since Big People picked up the GTS on April 29 I’ve come to realize just how going without some kind of fix can gnaw at you. I’ve told people the GTS is 2-wheeled motorized crack/meth/other drug, and how therapeutic riding it can be.
Looking at scooters for sale on Craigslist is probably the worst thing I could’ve done, but it’s certainly not as bad as thinking about all the riding I couldn’t do during Seattle’s record-tying rainless streak. I could console myself knowing I didn’t have money to buy any of the sweet scoots, but seeing people riding along with smiles on their faces just… oh, the humanity! 😦
Jeff at Big People told me the word from Piaggio was a bad HT coil. So they’ve installed a new one. I pick up the GTS tomorrow, Saturday. Visions of long rides are tempered by thoughts of “what if it’s still not fixed?” That’s what happened last time.
I want to be optimistic. The weather forecast says rain Saturday evening and Sunday, but sunshine and temps in the 70s F for the next seven days after that. What did they say on The X-Files? I want to believe.