wYs
so he goes up the out side towards his window. the driver is hanging his hand out the window calling him a wanker. my mates thinking shall i grab his arm? punch him? smash his mirror? then as he is along side him, he touches fist on fist and says, 'reespekt bredrin!'
The driver went absolutely spastic and he rode off in hysterics.
ahaha that's amazing.
I wish the streets I ride on were gridlocked. I love filtering through...
ahaha that's amazing.
I wish the streets I ride on were gridlocked. I love filtering through...