Whenever I smell asphalt, I think of Maureen. That's the last sensation I have, before I blacked out: the thick smell of asphalt. And the first thing I saw when I woke up was her face. She said she'd fixed my bike. Free. No strings attached. I should've known that things are never that simple.
Yeah. When I think of Maureen, I think of 2 things: asphalt, and trouble...
Très bon jeu, surtout en VO.
Sinon difficile de juger ton wip pour l'instant. Bon je t'aurai bien conseillé de regarder dans le topic du "musée automobile" pour chopper 2/3 trucs interessants (pneu, phare) mais comme la recherche est cassé...
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