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Well made it to the rally,three hours through the gate I was sopping wet and freezing. Finally slept and someone stole my full gas can from off the side of my bike,take a walk and some drunk pricks give me the rundown on why I should finish there whiskey,right before the fat one puked on my boots. Second day is sucking just as bad. Won second place in rat class and bullshitted around for a bit,I have sence then had to panhandle gas money because I spent mine on oil when I realized I was almost a half qt low due to leaky head gasket,ran out of gas on the interstate and had half the contents of my bag lost,mostly tools my trophy and my oil....I can't shake this feeling that I must have really pissed off a witch doctor or something...fuck it.
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