Monday, February 18, 2008
You may mock me. Every other day, I get up, pull on some shorts that are actually shorter than my boxers, slip on a pair of sneakers, and go for a run. Of course, this behavior is irrational: any sane person would be sleeping in, taking a shower, or mixing up some pancakes. But after years of fruitless toil, finally the morning run paid off. Yesterday I found a derelict Puch Maxi out on the sidewalk. It's definitely a project moped, and the parts list is somewhat impressive: for one, I'm missing both the right-side chain, not to mention the pedals! However, the carb seems to be intact, and while I haven't taken apart the rest of the engine, I'm pretty sure all it needs is a bit of TLC to get it up and running. In the meantime, I'm looking forward to spending my weekends drenched in odeur de gasoline and cursing like a coke addled hipster. While listening to a bit of Hank Williams, of course.