Picked up at a yard sale. It was buried in the back of the garage, I politely asked if it was a sale. The nice seller said let me call my daughter, it's hers. Sat there for a couple minutes and made a pile of some other stuff in the meantime. Paid him for the other stuff and almost forgot about the scooter. When I was loading up he came up to me and said his daughter said I could have it. I offered to pay for it and he said don't worry about it and thanked me.
