Every time he drives past me on his (probably his wife/daughter’s) scooty, which looks like a toy under his robust frame and flabbiness around his belly (the scooty company should sue him just for the sake taking over feminine gender’s property), which he seemed to be forcing rather than riding it. For the brakes, he coughs rather than pressing horns, as if riding his old bicycle, and to drags his feet on the ground when he wants to bring it to a halt.
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