The girls. The glamour. The anticipation of the adventure that is to come. The thought that one day when my acne has cleared up and I've failed my GCSEs due to hanging out in the arcade instead of doing my homework that this could be me for real.The girls. The glamour. The anticipation of the adventure that is to come. The thought that one day when my acne has cleared up and I've failed my GCSEs due to hanging out in the arcade instead of doing my homework that this could be me for real.
The temptation to floor it before the start is just too much. But there are no false starts here - I seem to have a traction control that prevents me haring away before the lights go green.
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