But not new to all things motorized.
This is the first time in my life I am relying on two feet, and a heartbeat to get me around, and I don't like it.
Lo-and-behold, one of the folks who lived in my house before me left a bicycle in the backyard.
I'll post some pics and info about it tomorrow, but from what I know it's a vintage Raleigh Twenty Folding bicycle. It's in pretty rough shape, but I have some time on my hands, and I need to get them dirty.
The idea of strapping a small engine to it, get's me goin!