I was the proud owner of a red and black Baccio scooter. I paid $600 for it (from my barely above minimum-wage income). I spent the whole year of 2010 walking around this town to get to school, my job, the grocery store, etc. I've been beeped at, yelled at, cussed at. Rain, sun, sleet, snow, salt. You name it, I've walked in it. So, you can imagine my excitement and sense of freedom when I finally had a set of wheels under my butt.
The beginning of 2011 was looking promising. I finally had a scooter (it's the little things in life). But then it was taken away from me.
It was stolen right out of my carport at 4 p.m. on a sunny, idle Monday afternoon. I was in the house at the time getting ready for work. I never felt the need to lock up my scooter in my own driveway. I live in Haw Creek. Old people and rainbows are all you ever see on this side of town. My freedom ride was taken away after only a few short months of having it. I hear that scooter swipes are happening a lot around town and I'm outraged.
The economy is bad — I get that. But leave people’s scooters out of it. We're proud to own them and have what little nugget of freedom we can get. And whoever is stealing them is taking that away from us.
However, it is not me that they will have to answer to. Karma will get these hooligans and have its way with them. And I'll get another scooter again one day. Until then it's back to walking for me. The older you get the more you realize to find the good in every situation. I love this town. Something good will come out of this.
— Kelly Mac