me and chris went on a little ride out to west oakland down 7th st on to middle harbor rd. ( the farthest west you can go in west oakland) its about a mile of straight road with no stops. i opened my bike up full throttle in 4th and she crapped out throwing oil all over the place. chris thought it was the because i was a bit low on gas, so he went and grabbed some, came back and we filled 'er up but it refused to turn over. we checked the spark plugs, fuel line, the carb and all was well. i went to try to kick start the bitch and the kick wouldn't hold any compression! fuckkkkkk! chris was stumped so he rode home to get the interpreter and picked me up. when i was waiting for him a bunch of kooks on crotch rockets were drag raging, great entertainment when your broke down on the side of the road with nothing to look at but a shit load of trash every where and cargo containers.
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