When Vespas Go To War

[Lobster]

Never thought I would see something like this.



By C. Galliani

[BBfanboy]

But can it climb a hill with all that hardware weighing it down? If so, the Swiss Army is interested ...[:D]

[RangerJoe]

ORIGINAL: BBfanboy

But can it climb a hill with all that hardware weighing it down? If so, the Swiss Army is interested ...[:D]

Heck, Swiss civilians just might buy it!

[altipueri]

I've got one of those too And a couple of tanks pics as well.

[Kuokkanen]

I might have read about that vehicle. Scooter only carries the weapon and it needs to be dismounted to actually use it. I'd rather take a Jeep or Land Cruiser to carry the weapon.

[altipueri]

Here's a bit more about them in use by the French in Algeria

https://www.popularmechanics.com/milita ... y-history/

[RFalvo69]

A Vespa is a beast. I remember when my cousin let me try his own. I was 14 (underage and without an helmet). He told me how to start moving. I started and after one second I was outside the town and in the countryside. I tried to brake with the clutch lever (the brake was actually a foot pedal) and then I tried to brake with my feet. I destroyed a pair of shoes, but somehow I stopped. The end.

My father wanted to kill both of us on the spot. My mother was trying to calm him when she saw the ruined shoes and she just went crazy. I'll never forget that scolding. [X(]

When things calmed down it was my father who actually wanted to properly train me, but I was literally too scared. It took years before I climbed on "something with two wheels and an engine" again, and still today I don't like to ride motorcycles of any kind. I just get nervous.

Of course, when I started dating the girl that became my wife, right on the first date she arrived on a Suzuki 250 and with two helmets [8|], but this is another story...

[RangerJoe]

ORIGINAL: RFalvo69

A Vespa is a beast. I remember when my cousin let me try his own. I was 14 (underage and without an helmet). He told me how to start moving. I started and after one second I was outside the town and in the countryside. I tried to brake with the clutch lever (the brake was actually a foot pedal) and then I tried to brake with my feet. I destroyed a pair of shoes, but somehow I stopped. The end.

My father wanted to kill both of us on the spot. My mother was trying to calm him when she saw the ruined shoes and she just went crazy. I'll never forget that scolding. [X(]

When things calmed down it was my father who actually wanted to properly train me, but I was literally too scared. It took years before I climbed on "something with two wheels and an engine" again, and still today I don't like to ride motorcycles of any kind. I just get nervous.

Of course, when I started dating the girl that became my wife, right on the first date she arrived on a Suzuki 250 and with two helmets [8|], but this is another story...

[Anonymous]

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