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Y .Sunday, June 8, 2008.

Kent Ridge Park is becoming my third home . I went there more then i went home . The trees there saw me more then my parent . Lol . There have become my bike training centre . I have instructor like my baby and ah james to guide me and slowly moving step forward into getting the bike lisence i wanted for . But there almost become my grave as one stupid motor ride up hill and i was in the opposite direction as him . He just purposely drive towards me and suddenly ride pass my side when i pull the brake . One of the bikes follow behind him still blow at me , can't they see that i don't have the lisence ?? What the ! Baby took the revenge and blow back at them . Gees :D

Nevermind , i still wont give up (: See my skill of driving . ( it may not be clear )




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