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The spokes of the wheel soon blur. The crowd had been staring, staring at Alex's shrugs. I couldn't utter a word. I got fisted for his childish behavior.
His stares where on me while the girl who I believe she calls the race was walking to his middle. They where two bikers, one was a guy who i could perchifer he is a step up and the other is Alex. Smiling widely.
The crowd had been hailing them over and over again. Now I stared at Alex. He winked, while grinning.
He immediately mouthed. "The joke, Gela" whilst turning his head forward and backwards to me.
I gulped. I don't do jokes. Isabella definitely those this. I can't really different the difference between a joke and a speech.
