Today my wife bought me this fine piece of machinery for Father’s Day. Just so you know, you’re looking at 49cc’s of pure, unadulterated power coupled with the loving embrace of Mother Nature (70 mpg). As I was riding back from the dealer today at the unthinkable speed of 35 mph, I was thinking that if Jesus absolutely had to choose a vehicle for transportation, the Honda Ruckus would be it. It is the preverbial “donkey” on the farm of two-wheeled vehicles. I had such a blast on the way back. I was only honked at once for going too slow. The best moment was when a dude on a Harley passed me, I looked over to him and gave him a little nod, aknowledging our kinship out on the open road. He just shook his head in disgust. It was awesome. Obviously he was threatened by my sweet white camo paint job.
Now the hunt begins for the first accessory: a “In case of the Rapture, this vehicle will be unmanned” bumper sticker.