Mopeds will be the death of us all..

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Hello there, I'm Hayden. I'm 18 years old, turning 19 in April. I've been to college for 2 years, I started a third year but I dropped out because it wasn't for me anymore. I studied Gas Engineering and Electrical Engineering, although I don't feel any smarter. :L

I ride a motorbike...well it's a 125cc but it looks bigger and it's sexy, so i'm allowed to call it a motorbike :D Unfortunately for me, I had the unforgettable experience of riding a 50cc moped. Not in the least bit attractive, I can assure you. Though you probably already know that for yourselves, even if you haven't ridden one before. Just the sound of one of them is enough to turn a delightful picnic in the park...y'know, the one's that have delicious, hand-made cupcakes, exquisite sandwiches, biscuits, music, tea and everything ever, whilst you're sitting there with your beloved, or dear family, enjoying life to the fullest...into a complete and utter, shambolic mess.

The ear-piercingly dull drone it creates as it whines by, with it's feeble exhaust wheezing foul and putrid emissions into the airspace, is more than enough to make you turn your head and grimace as you try to hold back the sudden, intense feeling of nausea. And that's not all. They never usually skulk by on their own, no. They run about in twos or threes, with the joint orchestra of 50 year old hairdryers, attempting to recite Pachelbel's Cannon in, what seems to be, G Minor, resulting in tears streaming from your eyes, as your mouth cavity is filled with the Egg, Mayonnaise and Watercress sandwiches that you just ate, and your wife screaming the words, "Not over the Cupcakes!"

Overall, I think it's safe to say that riding a moped is a very bad idea. Not only do you have to put up with the constant looks of death as you scamper by at a measly 50mph, but there are bigger guys on real machines to deal with, those that look as if they could crush you and your pathetic excuse for a vehicle just by sneezing at you. Then there's the car drivers, cutting you up every other turn because they; 1. Don't look for you & 2. Can't see you, because you decided, at 8:25 in the morning, that it'd be a great idea not to wear your Hi-Vis jacket, thinking that you'd have finished college waaay before it was dark and be completely safe from traversing in the 5 O'clock traffic...during winter.