These days I do not want to fuck, and even to write about motorcycles, and travel programs. Last night I wrote that George (Alp_3225) is no more.
We met through the forum of Mototurismo, a community that then I left but not to 'blame' her.
We also had time, first note that I stopped attending the group, to make a few corners together, and a free ride from Sangiovese Campigna piadina watered with Gino ...
George and Sandra lived and shared the life and passion for cycling, a bit 'like so many other pairs of motociclanti well together and happy. Once you would have said middle-aged. Today, perhaps one of the best times of our life: maturity, awareness, freedom, the ability to appreciate nature, travel, colors, memories, sharing emotions with others, through a forum, a blog, a story ...
For those who have had the good fortune to know, is their beautiful blog: http://alp3225.wordpress.com /
It seems that the car has crossed the road. Sandra is in hospital, does not seem to be serious, physically. But George is no more.
So in these days I'm not going to fuck.
possible that there are so many fools around? How many do we see, to drive any vehicle in our midst without paying attention to others? The rights of others. We realize that no one on the road just to kill? And after that will be absolutely useless to say I'm sorry, I did it on purpose?
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