Micah sped out of the campus and on to the street. His scooter was handling perfectly. He raced between pedestrians in the crosswalk, and a motorcycle cop pulled out from behind a parked truck with lights flashing. The motorcycle officer was facing the opposite direction, but made a quick u-turn and was hot on Micah's tail.
"Let's see how fast you can go, Chad," Micah said gunning the accelerator. He was up to 40 mph, when a truck blocked his way. He stopped, and the cop was up next to him.
"Okay, Speedy, license and registration," he ordered.
The officer wrote down Micah's license information on the ticket. Then keyed the ownership papers that Micah had presented into his tablet.
"This bike isn't properly registered," the officer said.
"I just got it. I'll take it to the DMV Monday and get it sorted out," Micah pleaded.
"It's bigger than that kid."
"I've been waiting for this scooter for months, I just got hi-it about an hour ago."
"Sorry, you might have been scammed, but odds are the bike was stolen, and a phony VIN number engraved over the original. Forensics will sort it."
"It's brand new. It can't be stolen. Look at the odometer."
"I mean it's never been registered. Not by a dealer or previous owner. VIN came back as non-existent. So I'm going to have to impound your scooter."
"You know they're made in Canada. Could be the paperwork for the seller just hasn't been processed yet?"
"Hm? Well, I could give you a fix it ticket, but if you don't take care of the registration by next Friday, we will issue a warrant for your arrest and impounding of the bike. It could also be a scam by the seller to avoid state sales tax. Either way a detective or two will be in touch."