This is my old scooter. I had it forever, GY6 50 (QMB139)
Got it free from a friend, it had broken so I sold him a cheap tomos and he gave me the scooter.
It got more and more shit torn off and everything on it was shit I found on the road while riding. Even the paint was paint cans I found while riding. (Tunnel we used to ride thru was popular for graffiti so it wasn't uncommon to find some near empties)
Seat was a trash seat, there were 1 or 2 bits that were pulled from the swoops communal scrap pile but yea - mostly just shit from the street. even that trailer was a curb find.
As a most-fitting end, my LAST swoops ride before I left ATL, the rear shock blew off. I got off, pushed it to the sidewalk, jumped on skip's bike and left the old beast still running on the side of the road.
Funniest part I had jus filled a gas can I left with it, and that was the only part I regretted leaving. When we got to the bar we were riding to, Jordan pulled up late, carrying the gas can. The $3 of gas, definitely worth more than the whole rest of that shitpile. though sometimes I do miss it.