The two shake hands, gazing at their scooters. A little later, a third scooter and rider arrive. And then another, and another, and another. The influx continues. Soon, packs of riders are arriving on the machines.
Scooters zip up and down the street, bellowing blue and white smoke from their tailpipes.
Trucks and trailers carrying scooters pull in, park and unload their two-wheeled cargo. Scooter guys Chris Sanchez was 5 years old when he started riding around with his father on a Vespa in the Windy City. Sometimes we'd go on the freeway. Yet that changed after he moved to Sacramento in 1989, and his Bug kept getting stuck in reverse. I didn't want to mess with it, so I sold it to a VW buff who offered to trade me two Lambrettas and a Vespa.