He was pedaling like mad - but pretty sure it was 'battery helped'. IOW - it wasn't a 10-speed.
At the top of a long hill, he barely paused before blowing at speed thru a red light and 3 lanes (2 straight, one turning) of moving traffic. Those cars had to be doing 40/45mph.
My light turned green and I soon collected him - riding in the middle of a 45mph road. Because he kept looking over his shoulder at me while he was standing and peddling - he was swerving all over the center of our lane. Blocking traffic.
About a mile later he stopped to make a left turn. I slowed as I passed, there wasn't time to discuss everything he'd done wrong - so I told him "you need to get some mirrors on that thing!"
He, of course, gave me that all-amerikan greeting.
Looked to be the kind of 40 yr old dad who yells at everybody at a kid's soccer game.
need a scooter pic here.....

Stig