Sometimes, when my girlfriend and I are feeling silly and carefree, we go for rides around town on my 49cc scooter and scream in unison the lyrics to Night Ranger's "Sister Christian" — only we yell "scootering!" instead of "motoring!" I'm telling you this because, as a scooter owner/lover, you can understand and appreciate the euphoric hilarity that often accompanies scootering, and because it's precisely this sense of merriment that organizers hope will... More >>>