It's a scooter, babe.

Think I could rent a scooter?

All right, Scooter.

Natty scooter.

What the hell! You brought dad on the scooter

Snacks.

But you can walk me to my scooter.

Finally, let's look at Wilson.

And if they do so, then, of course, the conditions improve, and they start riding on scooters.

Going to church to get married on a scooter!

I didn't buy a car. I manage with a scooter

They're quite powerful.

Your dad wants Pia's scooter

Sort of an overview of Rome and the plan that you might see from a dirigible.

These would be the people that are kind of the looming heroes and heroines in the universe of Bill Clinton.

Riding in on that scooter like he's so cool.

Take my scooter. It's getting late

I could spend an eternity with you on the scooter

Waiter catches on, but it's too late.

So, the alarm goes off and it's five to 12 or so.

Without kinetic friction, the scooter would never slow down before crashing.

I made books, there were concepts, and projects and themes and series and subjects

Every night you ride into my dreams on a scooter, dressed as a bride

Those 22 minutes with you on the scooter were the most enchanting 22 minutes of my life

Now, this is not going to impress you guys who Photoshop, and can do stuff, but this was an actual moment when I got off my bike, and I looked and I thought, it's as if all of my biker brethren had kind of gotten together and conspired to make a little statement.

And this is a particularly small scooter for a gentleman of this size.

without static friction, the wheels will just spin in place he would slip and tumble, and the scooter wouldn't go anywhere.

I couldn't agree more. Ooh Ooh

Glad you didn't wait for an ambulance and got him on the scooter Call me if there's a problem

Every night you ride into my dreams on your scooter, dressed as a bride

And here's a line of text that actually evolves from the exhaust of a scooter zipping across the page.

I did not watch the skies, but the very end of the street where the buses and cars and pedestrians and little scooters were moving along.

You probably noticed already that there is a moped in every image the story goes like this one day Arsath Ro'is was taking a photo on a building site, and he was just focusing on his camera and the subject, and behind his back somebody was stealing his moped.

Arsath Ro'is was not interested in taking interesting photographs, he just wanted to do his job and he didn't want his moped to be stolen again.

Marcello, as it turns out, is the driver of the number 64 bus, and if you've been on the number 64 bus, you know that it's driven with the same kind of exuberance as Marcello demonstrated on his scooter.