Last week, as I was stopped at a traffic light, I saw a “scooter” coming toward me from the left. He was traveling on a six-lane road, with traffic. He made a left turn right in front of me, went about 400 yards, then turned into a gas station. I was going to the same station to fill up. When I entered the lot, the scooter was sitting by the door, EMPTY! As I pumped my gas, I observed a 30-something guy come out with two packs of cigarettes, get into the chair, light up and drive away! I wondered if it was even his chair. Maybe he borrowed it from his grandmother. Who’s to stop him!