Chris was this boy who had a moped and was very eager on getting me to ride with him. I wanted to be the driver and he let me. It was such a rush to drive through empty streets in suburbia with a boy on the carrier... Once he insisted on being the driver and as soon as I let him take me for a ride i burned my right knee on the exhaust pipe. I got so mad... at him, poor guy.
The next week he'd changed his moped to a turquoise scooter, with the exhaust intact... I got to drive it whenever... Lucky 13 (-year old gal...)
Wednesday, 5 May 2010
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