Chapter 46
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Updated : Jan 6th, 2021
The wind whipped through my hair as I drove down familiar roads, turning each sharp corner with ease. It has been years since I'd last ridden a motorcycle but it still felt so natural. Yes, I technically wasn't supposed to have been driving one but dad had taught me, even if I wasn't strong enough to hold it up myself at the time. He just sat on the back for support and let me do my thing.
He lived and breathed them, they were his favourite thing. It's quite poetic, I think, that the thing...
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