Perfectness of my own dream read; lone rider - a sheep on each forearm
The motorcyclist travellers world has irrevocably shrunk for the worse to the size of a tiny pair of soiled underpants blowing in the wind.
Perfectness of my own dream read; lone rider - a sheep on each forearm. Circumnavigating the Globe wearing shorts at some point always results in nasty hospitalisation you just can't do this adventure anymore, particularly mid - east trans desert rides above 800 miles... or any miles. The motorcyclist travellers world has irrevocably shrunk for the worse to the size of a tiny pair of soiled underpants blowing in the wind.
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