Teresa testing the Fly. Look to her going… The scooter was a gift from my mother in law, Teresa. She won this beauty out of a poetry contest, not the first time though. Some years ago it was car! This time it was the first prize with this nice poem …
I can tell you that this is the mean machine I have chosen to carry me south. I can tell you that this logo, my friends, belongs to the iconic, to blow your mind and making you cry… Piaggio Fly 50cc sigh… And why did I choose this hot wheels? …