Moped Story.

so today im out running around, just getting stuff done! library, post office, and other small trips were on that list.
on my way home im at a stop light and it turns green so i rev my engine and try to pull across the intersection. and the bike putts out. it would not go. so i pulled it off to the side as the light goes green again. im looking at it and trying to figure out what the problem is. i pulled the breaks and pushed start so i could hear the engine and it starts! so im like sweet ill just drive it back over to where im supposed to be in the intersection.

the bike takes off. like a mad man, im holding on and trying to put my legs up so i can at least control it. that doesn't work, instead i end up getting dragged. and finally the bike just falls on top of me.
> mind you, my light is red still, so there is traffic that could kill me so fast.

so im lying there under my bike and at some point in the take off process i lost a shoe. so i get the bike up- wheel it back to where im supposed to be. park it. wait until traffic is clear. run for my shoe. and run back for the bike.

i got it running again after that and made it home safe and sound. minus a few scrapes to the both of us and some bruises on me. we're alright.

but the best part of this story was the van next to me in the intersection- where the parents looked on in horror (and did nothing at all) the children in the back were cheering me on and i'm certain one of them was pointing and laughing as i put my shoe back on.