29 May 2008 | Agusta Georgia
Naturally, the first place we stopped with Matt, he wanted to pull out the scooter. With two of us, we had it down, toweled off, and running in minutes. Then we took it into town (both wearing helmits and eye protection like a couple of complete dweebs, but safe and legal ones) for, of course, BBQ. We had a blast. With two people, the Yamaha Zuma screams downhill, "burying" the speedo as the little 50 cc engine barrels along; yet it remains surprisingly stable while doing so. And nobody beats it from 8-14 mph. Anyway, we finally found this incredible rib place. Best collard greens ever. Okra was out of this world. Ribs falling off of the bone, four or five kinds of bbq sauces. We brought some home for tomorrow, including containers of each of the sauces. Had to fill up the tank on the Zuma on the way home. It held 1.2 gallons.