Bike BMX Street

On two wheels I roll. Bars, vipy itself cooler. Hold onto the steering wheel, I look forward - I know: my favorite spot soon. I predicted a road sign: Highway descends into the ravine. Roll at idle Pedestrians in sight. I am flying on his horse. The pump and the glue is always with me. Happen with the camera problem - I'll fix it forever! Pull off the road, sit, Where necessary - will put a patch, To even stronger than it was, Under the cover of the camera fell. And again, I forward Kacha, Again bars vipy twist.