I went home a different way yesterday, and drove past this large apartment complex near home. I’m pretty sure the red scooter is my old scooter, my first scooter. I sold it to a local guy, who let it sit in the garage for about a year and then sold it for barely more than half what he paid me for it. I should have bought it back.
It’s sad to see the other scooter just laying on it’s side for who knows how long. The designated motorcycle parking for this complex is in the back corner of the visitors lot.
I’m guessing the cover blew off of this Yamaha a while back too. Lots of surface rust on the tank.