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The road to Coventry(and back)
I was invited to a wedding, it was in Coventry. No room in the car so I thought whoe is me. It started now to get to me I said what am I like . I know what I will do, ride my Honda Ninety motorbike. Now I don't know if you know this but the bike is very small, and sadly cannot go on the motorway at all. From Exeter to Coventry is is quite a long long way. I thought to myself, it might just take all day. The day arrived and I set off,a-roads all the way. It took me five flaming hours no problems for me that day. Next day it was the journey back they said you'll never make it Coventry to Exeter you'll seize it up or break it. That little bike it got me home but their car was not in sight. It had broke down on the motorway where they spent most of the night. They had the last laugh anyway because of the distance I had come. I walked around just like John Wayne because my bum was numb.
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The road to Coventry(and back)
The road to Coventry(and back)
