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JC Jun talks with you about motorcycle
Today ’s story comes from a post-80s doctor who had poisoned motorcycles since high school. Later, when he went to school, worked, and got married, he gradually forgot about motorcycles. Until one day, the flame in his heart was suddenly ignited again by the motorcycle …
The protagonist profile: King of Tuning Song, uncle from the 80s, from Guilin, Guangxi, office worker, novice in motorcycle industry.
Master car profile: Xiao Bai, CBF190R.
Guest car profile: Little Green Man, ER-6n, occasionally fostered by my friends.
When I was in high school, there was a car repair shop near my house. A Yamaha 250 was placed at the door. I passed there every day after school. Today I glanced at the tires. Wow, so wide! Take a look at the body tomorrow, oh oh, so lean! The next day, pay attention to the butt of the car again.
Unconsciously, a seed slowly germinates in my heart, and now I know that this is called chronic poisoning. When I was in high school, one day someone rode a Honda 400 to give a ticket to my house. The door I opened, I leaned on, so big! Poisoned again.
I started the ideological struggle from now on: Which is better, 400 or 250? 400 looks like a cow and sounds like a tractor. I’m afraid of looking at it, I’m afraid I can’t control it? The size of 250 is similar, it should be more suitable for me. Well, it’s 250. Shinji, I was still a student at that time, I did n’t have any money, I was blind every day, but I just put this thing behind my mind …
Bachelor’s degree, job hunting, saying that N years have passed. One day when I saw an ER-6n in the community, I faintly felt that I was going to detoxify, and ran face to face to chat with people, car purchase channels, brands, prices, licenses, temporary residence permits, driving licenses.
Later, he had to go in a inch, go from pure chat to actual combat, and let the brother pull three or five friends to find a remote road test drive together. It’s hard to be a good person, especially when I’m cheeky.
Since then, I have been out of control, and have stopped the gw owner and the benelli owner one after another, touched the spring breeze, crossed the dragon, three dragons, six, suffered the white eyes of the little ninja, and experienced the enthusiasm to the coldness of the motorcycle store. Kind of talking about sticky people.
If a person can chase a thing regardless of face, it must be true love. Every time I stabbed each other, I just went away for that gaze, one touch, a roar, and a sharp dust, and then I felt a sigh of fever, opened my mouth round, and took a long, silent, “snoring” ~ ~ ~ “To persuade the returning nosebleed on the way.
Later, I learned to browse the forums, watch assignments, follow-up evaluations, and listen to the guidance of my cousin who changed 7 cars. Finally, in a hot afternoon, in accordance with the method of treating diseases and saving people in Wulin, she was treated and her poison was relieved.
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After that, we climbed the mountain together, waded through the water, chased the rising sun, rushed through the night, blew through the wind, rained, stormed on the rotten road, shuttled on the tree-lined road, and hesitated under the street lights at 5 am Under the scorching heat of the scorching sun, I suspected that … In return, it was happiness I had never experienced before.
Every time we go home and wash “she” in vain, I squint my eyes and smoke, and take a closer look around her, a word will pop up in my heart: Song King, Song King, repairing the car that year When you drooled in front of the store, I didn’t expect you to have today, hahaha …
These journeys are inseparable from another support and testimony from her teenage neighbors, high school classmates, college lovers, later housekeepers, and today’s backseat queen. Now that it is said, make a face, Dangdang Dangdang! Zh
She and “she”
People are ugly and cars are small, Xie Moyou looks on; the writing is not good, I hope everyone Haihan! By the way, I wish you all an old age, I wish you all happiness in the old age, and a safe motorcycle trip!Thanks: Sleepless, Strong Man, Evil, Blue-faced Mouse with Big Face Cat, Mo Shanghua, Liberty Wings Club, Tutu Commune Club’s company and help!
The rider “Run Tune Song King” has a successful academic life and a happy family, but what makes him hard to forget is the poison of motorcycles that had been inferior N years ago. Motorcycles have such charm, and they can still ignite the passion in your heart after many years. Do you remember that locomotive that had poisoned you?