My childhood is that I have a happy happy. Baby steps once I remember I age 7 years old I am practicing the craft I know riding by my mother as a mother, I will teach you a new skill to ride a bike at a tank. I practice every day to ride Until now, I cry less teeth, the pain in my knee was sore for several days would be lost. When the blisters I lost, so I continue to ride my bike until the training is from 4 wheel drive
.Hand wheel 2, new shit, I can practice until he was poised. I am a naughty young children. There is one day I know riding craft played in front of a House. I ride a bicycle, to stumble over rocks and large chunks until the fall. Different headings very painful I cry regret Over time, 2 months ago
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