mr. vespa

ok mr. vespa...where are you? man you are elusive and tricky, and well i would think you would be less difficult to spot. with all due respect you drive a lemon yellow vespa and a wear a matching lemon yellow coat. you stick out like the proverbial sore thumb. you weave your vespa through the streets and alleyways of a gray city that sprouts clone like condos and useless strip malls at a rapid rate. your gray beard blows in the wind as you navigate traffic lights and stop signs as though you were a 20-something french daredevil darting through the streets of montmarte. you mystify me. you elude me. you are the lemon yellow standard of driving. until we meet again.......