I stopped at a restaurant for lunch on Tue. Sat out on the covered deck in perfect view of my scoot. At some point during the meal I watched a van trying to jockey between the far side of my scoot and the fence. Not even a parking spot there. I was watching very intensely for any sign of movement. Didn't see a thing and they gave up and left.

I went back to eating and then back to work. I went to leave the job sit and that's when I saw it. A nice bumper size scuff down the right saddle bag. All the way through the paint in one spot. Mother f@$%ker