During the service entrance behind the house came nearer, the memories came to the last days. No, that now life is in fast motion durchgespult is rumored only in cheap novels.
I came in on Thursday night angedieselt after work, there've been somewhere at Penser comfortably on a branch with a glass of red wine and sleeping bag next to the Buell back in lock-box, looked down even into the valley and shipped and then I fell asleep happy . 
oven ready for pleasure driving
Three days pleasure driving were planned that I wanted to act out without regard to a group. Smoke breaks to ruin any flow. Even my beloved's has granted me by the heart (they had other appointments).
in the morning in the hotel checked in and hit the slopes. Renon, Jenesien to warm up, the small streets between wine and fruit, the watermill gorge near Fondo, luck on actually blocked Mendola, which is being expanded to the race track.
fell out of the meeting with Pascal. Petra is still fresh on his bike and has not pleasure in curve-free roads. I am not. Am me, but on their trip report. Those who have just experienced a new first write the best.
The Vito glider landed in the garage, turned down the turbo and the 4-man crew did not start well by the same, but wanted to first know that their charge is also in good hands. Perhaps they were waiting on their beautiful high-tech carrier.
Luigi then adopted by a slap on the shoulder, which would be interpreted as an indication of rustic strains and bruises on the underlying skeletal apparatus.
Then I was pushed into the dark realm.
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