I talked to my son today who lives in Verona, a Northern Italian city squarely in the crosshairs of Covid-19. Of course I worry about him and my grandson, but they are observing all necessary precautions. And they are healthy too.
Unrelated but somehow connected, I decided to repair my long-idled 1966 Vespa Super 150 today. It used to be my tinker target of choice until Sparta came along. But with the upcoming move I fiqured the time was right. Naturally, when I broke her down I found several parts that need replacing – headlight, fuel flow knob, clutch cable, throttle cable, muffler bolt, etc. This vintage Vespa is a parts hog – always in need of something, especially after a lengthy rest. Plus the oil blended fuel had turned to kerosene. Yikes.
But working on this girl is a welcome change of pace and after draining the bad gas, I started her up just to hear that sweet “putt-putt” that only a two-stroke delivers.
Meanwhile another Amazon delivery – 150 feet of 10 gauge extension cord. I have been running on an old 14 gauge cord and that not a good way to go for the the load I will be drawing very soon. Safer and more efficient this way.
Viva l’Italia and all things Italian.