A couple weeks ago my Aunt and Uncle drove down from Reno to give Sam their old scooter. I can not even begin to explain how excited he was. He took it on a test drive Sunday afternoon and when he came back he had the biggest smile and in the goofiest voice ever told me he just loved his new scooter. It made me laugh.
He went from yoshi's 50cc to old trusty's 250cc. The only reason I even remotely understand this lingo is from good ole mario kart. He went on the freeway and then got too scared and came right back off. After he told me and I scolded him and told him to never do that again.
Yoshi has now been re-gifted to Uncle Quinn. He came up on Sunday, during a little snow storm, to drive it the 50 miles back to Provo. I was sure he was going to die, but thankfully like 4 1/2 hours later he made it safely home with probably just a little bit of frost bite.
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