Fucking Great



So I move to the starting town.
Have wet dream about a kitted out, special bike that is mine, mine, mine for a part of the streatch.

Then some terrorists stir it all up-

And they do what?

MOVE THE THING ACROSS THE FUCKING WORLD!!

Biffana; that South American trip is looking aw so much more tempting..
Tell me how to make a 100 000 Euros fast and we'll be chilling by your aunts pool in no time!







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