Went for a ride in the woods this weekend.
John looking like a freedom fighter, all he needs is a old Soviet
bolt action rifle slung over his shoulder.
Kristen, wanted to make friends with Misty after the ride.
It worked. Treats for Misty.
Although it was fun, I'm not ready to trade in my bikes for a horse.
No handle bars, stinky exhaust, and a long drop if you fall off.
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