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A ride down memory lane. One best forgotten. |
| The Prompt Me Contest Week 2: Dec 10 - 16: Motorcycle As I sat on his motorcycle, hanging on for dear life, I wondered whatever possessed me to ride along. No helmet, no seatbelts, too sharp of corners; thinking back, it wasn't a promising idea that I was intoxicated and had no idea how many roads he was driving on at the time. Two Sentences Four lines Fifty-two words |