Vespa's diary: PK 50

Not a simple vehicle, but a distinctive feature of Italianity. A slice of italian people’s imaginary and a symbol for those who love our country, like the tricolor. Maybe even more.But most of all, for a lot of people, a piece of life. How many of us associate Vespa with one memory at least? Share your experience!

Vespa PK 50

It still seems to me to see it in front of me. Shimmering, dazzling. A speckle of intense bottle green that stands out in the middle of the other vehicles, the round headlight pointed to my face, like a big eye that seems to scrutinize my thoughts. But what could it found in a little girl’s head? Just the warming enthusiasm to finally climb upon it and jump up and run down the countryside, guided by your dad's skilled hands.That has become our vespa!The afternoons spent to play interrupted by the proposal so long expected: "Let's go for a ride," a ride through the streets of my small town, which I seemed to be the mistress. A strange feeling of security and freedom. These terms seem to best describe this sensational model.