Downtown 300i (2011 - present) review
It's raining and the man with the Kymco Downtown 300i has arrived outside. I stick on a jacket, grab my lid and run downstairs to grab the scoot and take it to our lock-up around the corner. Can't leave it outside for more than five minutes before Islington's eagle-eyed traffic Gestapo slap a ticket on it.
I give the Kymco a cursory once over and note that it's got an ABS sensor on the front wheel. Another scooter with ABS? That's a good idea.
It's raining and the man with the Kymco Downtown 300i has arrived outside. I stick on a jacket, grab my lid and run downstairs to grab the scoot and take it to our lock-up around the corner. Can't leave it outside for more than five minutes before Islington's eagle-eyed traffic Gestapo slap a ticket on it.
I give the Kymco a cursory once over and note that it's got an ABS sensor on the front wheel. Another scooter with ABS? That's a good idea.
I fire it into life, well, less fire and more smoulder. It's very quiet and sits there obediently while I fumble with my gloves, taking longer to put them on than it'll take to get the scooter to the lock-up. And we're off.
It's raining and the man with the Kymco Downtown 300i has arrived outside. I stick on a jacket, grab my lid and run downstairs to grab the scoot and take it to our lock-up around the corner. Can't leave it outside for more than five minutes before Islington's eagle-eyed traffic Gestapo slap a ticket on it.
I give the Kymco a cursory once over and note that it's got an ABS sensor on the front wheel. Another scooter with ABS? That's a good idea.
I fire it into life, well, less fire and more smoulder. It's very quiet and sits there obediently while I fumble with my gloves, taking longer to put them on than it'll take to get the scooter to the lock-up. And we're off.
