This is the story of my '64 Vespa 150 - how it became mine and how it has given me a new vespatude.  I'll be recording the neat places I visit, the different things I do to make the Vespa my own, and - oh yeah - those reactions I get from both friends and strangers.

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Thursday, September 01, 2005
Well, the Vespa is mine
Well, I am now the proud winner of a 1964 Vespa Super with side car.

How did this happen to me?

As time starting running out on the auction, I contacted the next highest bidder and told him what my high bid happened to be. I told him all he had to do was bid one dollar more than myself and the bike would be his. I was not going to go any further.

He didn't do it.

I learned later that he thought that I was the seller trying to drive the bids higher. Nope. I can assure him that I am not the seller. It appears that now I am the buyer.

Can't say that I'm unhappy about it. It certainly isn't something I really set out to do. It has just kind of happened.

So, why didn't I just refuse to honor the bid?

1. You can't just refuse to honor a bid without giving a really good reason for doing so. eBay has strict rules for retracting a bid. Trying to discover the reserve price isn't one of them!

2. Deep down inside, I really like the bike. Especially after all the fuel I just put into my Suburban today! It will be nice to just let that thing rest in the carport until the whole family needs to go somewhere together.

Right now I would describe my mood as "in shock."

I know I'm late to comment but I feel the "shock" even when I by a motorcycle or scooter I wanted. It's just the shock of "what have I just done"

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