By Kiernan O'Donovan

Here's an account of the birth and early development of a scooter tow.  The account is written by one of the scooter's co-creators and may therefore suffer from the emotional cloudiness with which any involved parent would succumb to in detailing their progeny's progress. 

It started on afternoon as I lay on the sofa watching Oprah empthasizing with some housewives about monthly water retention when Andrew, also knows as the Mad Kiwi, appeared at my front door.  "I just bought the scooter engine," he said.
I knew then that my vacant afternoons were over and hard labor was about to be thrust on me.  We had kicked the idea of a scooter tow around before with him doing the kicking and me reluctantly nodding and hoping I could think of a good reason not to get involved in the hair-brained project.  But with the scooter engine bought we launched into designing a steel frame to support it and musing about what line to use, how to fasten it to the truck, what color to paint it, whether it would have enough power, and so on.  With the design in hand we went to the steel supply shop and loaded up some 2-inch steel tube and some 2-inch angle iron.  We took the limbs to Mark Meyer's house and welded up the frame.  It looked a bit rough, but it