I no longer have a scooter.

Sally is gone – yesterday at 5pm, I handed her keys over to someone else and slowly walked away.

This sucks.

However.

I sold her to Reilly, who promises to take excellent care of her. He is now officially a Jerk with a Camera and a Scooter, which is about a million times cooler.

Also, by the end of the day, I should have a brand new scooter – a Yamaha Vino 125 that boasts 124ccs to Sally’s 49. I will be both fast AND furious, albeit with an enormous grin on my round, garish face.

Everything happened so fast that my head is still spinning. Over beers on Sunday evening I mentioned that eventually I wanted to upgrade my scooter and I’d probably be selling Sally at that time. By Monday, Reilly had test-ridden Sally and had an envelope full of money for me – all that was left was for me to take it, and figure out what I wanted to do with my life (besides the obvious “I wanna rock”).

Back at the Space Station on Tuesday, I made many frantic phone calls. The Yamaha dealership on Hastings was more than happy to help me out (unlike the North Shore Yamaha, who told me a) scooters were dumb, b) I really wanted a motorcycle, c) getting scooters in stock to sell was a pain in the ass and d) they weren’t getting any more scooters at all). I went to the dealership yesterday afternoon, filled out some paperwork, and as long as Toronto gives the thumbs up this morning, they’ll be driving out to Middle of Nowhere BC and bringing back a brand new scooter that does not yet have a name. I am nervous and will be until I get the phone call – then I’ll be nervous until I actually get the scooter – then I’ll be nervous until I’m used to the new ride. Basically, I am a nervous wreck AND I miss Sally.

She does look gorgeous in her new home, though – look!

You served me well, Sally – may you treat your new owner as well as you treated me!

*sniffle*