Your First scooter /first car ?

[drunkmunkey6969]

And these....lol






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[Adam_Winstone]

Wolseley 1300 with concertina open top. British Racing Green, walnut dash but the wrong Vanden Plas hub caps. This was given to us by our old neighbour as she didn't drive and we had gotten on well with her husband, prior to him passing away.

The car was typical of its era.... even to the point of the floors rotting out and becoming a Flinstones car! Unfortunately, this was the end of this vehicle and it was passed on to someone that could do the welding repairs themself, which was a shame as the surface bodywork and interior was still in really good condition. I like to think that it is still out there somewhere.

Adam

[sean brady scooters]

lol,trust you to pull out those old and somewhat embarrassing piccys DAN !

[Shaunbond]

First scooter was in 86, a Spanish Vespa 125 Super smallframe with a PK 50 engine, painted in bright red metalflake with a seat to match. It never ran well and so slooww but I loved it...
First car and I miss it, a Mk1 1.1 Escort painted brown over gold, looked better than it sounds. It came with cross plys which made it interesting to drive... changed them for radials soon after... but it didn't make much of a difference because it ended up in a fence near Rhyl in Wales due to my youthful exuberance lol. The gatepost I hit couldn't have been more in the centre of the bonnet if I'd have measured it and had a straight run up at it.... anyway Mr PC promptly arrived to find me and my two mates hanging around the stricked Escort dressed only in our boxers, you see the showers at the shithole caravan site we where staying at weren't worth risking the infection possibilities, so we headed off each day to the nice one down the road! The lovely policeman must have though we needed teaching a lesson so wouldn't give us a lift but kindly pointed us the the bus stop across the road... barsteward but in my old she I can see why... anyway the bus duly arrives full of old dears going to the weekly market, I bet they loved it... fortunately we could pay the fair as there was some money in the car ashtray, as you do... the driver tried to help saying that a return was cheeper but in my rage, "are you taking the p155? I've just crashed my car across there, why the **** would i want to cone back? ", so duly paid the fair and sat amongst the grannies back to Rhyl ... usual case when you're a kid had to ring my dad, didn't enjoy that....

Oh the joys of youth!

[sean brady scooters]

the yellow and black vespa " the wasp " was my good old faithfull rally ..the green one i was doing wheelies on wasnt mine ..it was kamis ! ...the lammy in the piccys was one me and my mate sort of shared ...we went halves on it tbh and took turns on it ...that piccy was in scarborough 1979 i think

[sean brady scooters]

i only ever practiced my wheelie skills on other folks scooters ...never risked it on my own lol

[Timbo]

Li150 series 2 price £25 and brought home from Wellingborough on its side in the back of my Dads Cortina Estate, petrol went everywhere the first thing I did was remove the fat front mudguard...the year was 1969......a couple of years later I was driving a box viva, it had a stubby go faster gear leaver and two wippy aerials.....

[sean brady scooters]

the green vespa ,reg no uvh 65v i had and used from 82 till maybe 85...with other ones in between ..numerous lammys ...my fave was the one on the right in that piccy ...called it "rough n ready "..bit like me lol

[sean brady scooters]

what was your first scooter or car dan ?...was it the le manns one ?...only asking cos i,m really not sure ..when i first met you 27 years ago you were an avid biker ..was it a kawasaki ap 50 that i tuned up for you ?
first car i remember you in was your dads cortina or granada estate i think !

[davet]

First scooter was a 1974 primavera bought for £75 with my Saturday job money from the drummer of a local Liverpool Mod band ‘The Sound’. It had the biggest ever windscreen with ‘The Sound’ in massive letters across it.
I rode it around for a week until someone said to me “how much is your insurance?” Eh? I was that naive.
Nobody told me how to ride it and when I slammed it from 4th straight to 1st.. I broke 1st gear and bent 3rd and 4th. My dad who was an aerospace engineer said it was impossible to bend gears, but I managed it. New gears (still naive) cost me three weeks wages.
I bought a manual and decided to do it myself, in my bedroom. Problem was I didn’t read the part which said to drain the gearbox oil. I managed to hide the stain with a strategically placed wardrobe for 10 years until my parents moved out.
It got ragged everywhere. It was black, then green, then grey primer, then bright blue. It had every piece of chromework you could think of, it all came off after a gang of bikers caught me and took some souvenirs (The 9ft high whip aerials).
I loved it and hated it in equal measures. I broke the engine casing when I hit it with a lump hammer to try to dislodge the clutch tab washer which had dropped into the engine. I repaired it with a bicycle puncture repair kit. Sure enough it leaked like the Torry Canyon, everywhere!
In the end it went in a skip, to make way for a brand new P125x, £325 from Nikspeed in Liverpool.

First car was a Bond Bug, bought from a work colleague of my dad for £275. He was all for it because it took me away from scooters. Ha, fooled him. I used it to follow scooter racing for two years. I used the money from scooter racing photos to buy a race scooter. Guess what soon got a tow bar and took my race scooter to race meetings? The now modified Bond Bug. Then it was Hammerite Gold and black, had a ported cylinder head, cherry bomb exhaust and Vauxhall Viva zenith carb. It holds the lap record for a 3 wheeler in the dark, around Lydden Hill (In the good old days when you could).
I loved and hated that machine too. It was heat seized on the way back from Flookborough (Scooter racing). It was nearly on its roof twice, it had two engines and gearboxes, three front axles and spark plug number three was rammed in (read cross threaded) with a ratchet wrench extended with a scaffold pole. I did 80 thousand miles in three years. I taught Pugwash to drive in it, trapped his fingers in the roof. He got me back by scalding my legs with his nuclear hot coffee and tried to kill me in it on the way to Mallory park. We even slept in it on our first visit to Lydden. We drove up to the Leeds Central Christmas do during a snow storm, in sleeping bags, both of us.
I sold it to a lad who worked up a Welsh mountain and if he’s reading this, I’m sorry about the spark plug and the stripped wheel nuts and the leaking master cylinder.