The biggest adventure on my scoot was the first time I took it out on a 35MPH county road, into "traffic" - so I could go 1/2 mile to the school lot to practice.
I had my son follow me in a car to keep me from getting run over as I rode along scaring myself at 25mph.
I made the turn into the lot without getting killed.
I put about 250 miles on the scoot in that lot over the next couple of weeks.
Then I road it 3.5 miles to work, and back.
On my way home that very first day I came upon a small young lady who had dropped her new Harley dead in the middle of a 50mph / 35mph intersection at a stop sign. My very first day - and here is a motorcycle wreck! It was all I could do to get that thing back up on its wheels for her. That shook me up!
It wasn't really a wreck. she just dropped it when she stalled it at the stop sign. Tiny girl. Big bike.
Stig