Rising saw my hand and I remember the thought:" I think it will not be 14min. heavy backpack fell again on the back pulling me back, but I held the balance. For a moment like a lost kid hang around the road looking for a motorcycle.-It! lying on the ground, rear wheel under the car of my Hornet for Chrysler silver sheen, which suddenly went off the thin, medium height with black facecik as graphite painted mustache. Here shorten that I had a lecture with traffic, physics, ethics, geography, family life, the superiority of the bicycle on the bike and it's all in Latin. For a moment it seemed to me that they will deal with the adoption of the defense, so helmets and jackets are not pulled until my mentor not wanted in life will not calm down. came out of the car the other guy - there is no break in classes, and where there window. But fortunately, the cleaning lady was or how it will mate driver, who was one of what happened, because it's not his car.
After attempts to beg the driver to the car moved forward, because I could not look the striped bike on the road, I passed the practical part of the rules of the road, so to not stood in the middle of the street because the police, who stares for a moment will come to him a mandate, moreover, me too, but it's not worrying me. Cleaner helped appeal to reason and his buddy put his skinny ass to the wheel and rode a little forward. I was relieved when I saw the whole circle, and look fit to ride. The question of whether odpali. I picked up the engine without difficulty, (the driver about three times expressed his desire not to cooperate, and I did not raise the engine - as if I had no hand in) turned the key, pressed play and spin ... blood drained from my head - do not smoke.
To calm started to do a basic overview of the motorcycle and his willingness to ride, how I was taught on the course and guides. All it was like clockwork. Only you can not hear the engine. Frightened me, walk with dwustukilogramową machine from the Silesian ore Mikołów. I began to be pissed off, because the skinny guy really creating quite me problems and I saw that this is rewarding, and I will not be able to even show his middle finger and walk off, like aggression requires. He walked
nervous about hanging a broken bumper and exhaust tuning caps. Maid was lying on the roadway and the measure that loss. Here I had a lecture on banking and accounting become more focused if I could be rzeczoznawczą, but I focused on the firing of the machine. Phones have not helped his brother, but he was on his way to me. Some relief - will help push the Mikołów. Guests began
przezywać police again, that I do not have, then, that they will not pay for the damage caused that to me, "udupi" gun-carriage because it certainly will be called ...
poured! Ixil howled! such poetry, I have not heard them greeting the morning, the breeze, the gentle breezes floating dew - it was pot, and the engine was working full force. Power of Dreams!
Five minutes later, the police ...
tbc
