I don't understand it, I just jammed the front wheel in there, went for a slash and when I came back it was gone. Just some sticky, slimy liquid on the floor. Don't suppose I'll ever see it again, it'll be dismantled, digested and spat out into some young studs trousers by now. Nice bike too, it had huge fuck off wing mirrors and tyres like, well, like Vorder's lips really.
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