I grew up on a farm in West Central Illinois. I fell in love with the Whizzer when I was a pup, but I couldn't afford one. I could only stare at the happy kid on his Whizzer in magazine advertisements and dream about being that kid.
I'm a bunch older now, and a retired software critter. About a week ago I saw a beautiful old Whizzer at an antique airplane fly-in. My long-abandoned Whizzer lust was re-kindled.
A bit of web research, some trips to find local dealers, a credit card whipped out, and I came home with a new Whizzer! The fullfilment of a childhood dream.
To commemorate the experience, I came up with a song..
Born To Be Mild (Sung to the tune of "Born to be Wild") (Words by Del Ogren 9/12/07) (with appologies to Steppenwolf) Get your Whizzer runnin' Stay off the big ol' highway Goin' for some groceries And to see what's on the way Yeah the world will go right past me Like a slow motion movie scene But I would have missed it all Without my Whizzer machine I like ridin' slowly Smelling every flower Avoiding an adventure At twenty miles an hour Yeah Darlin' we'll make it happen Think I know just what you like Once you ride out on the Whizzer We'll have to buy you a motorbike Like a true nature's child We were born, born to be mild We can't go that fast So the journey's gonna last Born to be mild Born to be mild--del