Just leave the key

I just stepped off my bike and was retrieving my purse from the saddlebag, when I noticed the elderly lady who was getting into the car beside me. I thought she was talking to her companion, but then I saw her looking right at me. I pulled my earbuds out and asked her what she'd said. So, she said it again, "Just leave the keys in it and leave it running." She wanted to take it for a spin. Then she told me she was 52, but finally admitted that actually it was 92, that she'd never ridden a motorcycle but she'd still like to.  I shook her hand and told her it was never too late, and strolled into the restaurant with the biggest grin on my face. I hope I'm an old broad like that, still willing to talk to people, still mobile, and still with  a child-like spirit.