- Joined
- Mar 1, 2012
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- Location
- Paris, France
Hi.
I currently am a Diavel, and today I had my first "arsouille", a French word for a street race.
I sometimes play with other riders and we run fast, but this time, it was something else.
We were at the red light, a quick look at each other, but nothing else, both waiting for the green light. And that's when the magic happened. We both started furiously and now that was a real battle.
I am still grinning from it.
Because I won; he used his brakes before me.
*laughing evilly*
I currently am a Diavel, and today I had my first "arsouille", a French word for a street race.
I sometimes play with other riders and we run fast, but this time, it was something else.
We were at the red light, a quick look at each other, but nothing else, both waiting for the green light. And that's when the magic happened. We both started furiously and now that was a real battle.
I am still grinning from it.
Because I won; he used his brakes before me.
*laughing evilly*
