Flippy

On Saturday night I went to a 70s-theme party, and on the way there I made an interesting discovery regarding a possible reason why scooters were so huge in the 60s and then largely abandoned in the 70s.


I rode my scooter to the party, dressed in my finest vintage polyester shirt with a collar of typical 70s proportions. As I hit top speed, the collar started to frip back and forth in the wind, vibrating between my shoulders and my helmet with a sound like an outboard motor. The noise was huge, drowning out the sound of the scooter's motor, and perhaps it was my imagination but the scooter’s performance seemed a little worse than usual, as if I’d deployed a mini-parachute behind it. Which, in a manner of speaking, I had.


I arrived at the party with my ears ringing, and possessing a level of insight into the perils of extreme fashion that had previously eluded me.