Man, that photo takes me right back to Jr. High School near Orlando, FL. Our house was in a zone which put us in school with all wealthy kids. Most of the boys rode one of these to school - and used to act stupid in the parking lot after school, trashing and dropping them.
My Dad was in the Airforce so we weren't in the same social class with these kids.
But I remember the shape and color of those scooters, and the sound of them being revved up and dropped!
Stig
Being of a Modernist persuasion back in the late 70’s (and pretty much ever since), the Scooter Club I belonged to along with my chums at the time used to get up to high jinks on our scoots although it never reached deliberately trashing them - they were far too important to us.
Regular club meets at The Bull pub in Aston Clinton on a Sunday evening usually saw some of us popping wheelies (not easy but it is doable) on our Lambrettas before the obligatory race down the “mad mile” back to town.
40 years later and the location and company has changed and the high jinks a little less lofty, but the cameraderie of my current scooter group is just as staunch.
The spread of scoots is a little more eclectic now too with a smattering of classic Vespas and Lambrettas mixed in with Milanos/Modenas, Royal Alloys and my Xciting being the only Maxi in the mix.
My argument is that if Kymcos were around back in the day, the Mods would have been riding them. The clue is after all, in the name....
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