My wife sent me an e-mail this afternoon "Fell off the Vespa. Not hurt." Apparently she was turning in gravel at one mile per hour and did the classic that we have all done and flopped the scooter over the front wheel, which slid out on the pebbles. She said she had the bike back up before she knew it and was dusting off her undamaged clothes and bruised ego before anyone noticed at her work.

The ET4 suffered no damage but my wife is at home nursing a couple of bruises and a graze on her leg. I asked her how she was doing and she texted: "Sore. Badge of honor."
The ET4 suffered no damage but my wife is at home nursing a couple of bruises and a graze on her leg. I asked her how she was doing and she texted: "Sore. Badge of honor."
She's right, and now she's dropped the scooter after 7,000 miles of riding I am a lot less worried about her commuting to her new work site next school year, ten miles up the Overseas Highway. She showed the same determination when she got her motorcycle licence and she has earned the right to ride the 150cc Vespa wherever she pleases.