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The road was carried by by a black strip under the bottom of mine VMV. Dividing strips as thin threads broke from the speed, pity fordy and renoshki with a sight of compassionate dogs saw off me an envious sight of extinct headlights. On a speedometer the figure two hundred burnt, fires behind a car window seemed illusive shines from other world, for me there was only a car and road.
I have moved down on lenigradku, the onboard computer with lakejskoj politeness reminds me, that the gluttonous belly of my shark wishes will be supported. Refuelling has appeared as
It is impossible by the way. I have turned back back, on a seat in a dark package my evening prize in a casino - seventy thousand c.u. rolled
Zapravshchik has validly asked on how much has run fussy to perform the job. A cup of espresso with cognac have given to me to missing energy. Minutes through twenty, approaching to the car, I see turn from mudakov, crowded for me and waiting refuelling, there was such sensation, that only on my column was haljavnyj gasoline. The thick snout from tonirovannoj tajoty has shouted – You che there, srat went?! Release road!!!! Cognac has already started to operate positively on me and as the good friend prompts as it is necessary to arrive with a bull.
Slowly I approach to the car, from a luggage carrier I get the Finn presented by friends, also slowly and easy I punch a forward wheel tajoty. Zapravshchik fight without rules »has quickened in expectation of reality show«. Murlo jumps out, looks at a wheel and starts to swing hands moving on me, but in time notices in my hand the Finn and stops. It convulsively starts to get a mobile phone and to call, speaking number of my car. Murlo all time repeats someone's name and a patronymic, thus loudly speaking, its lusciously squeaky voice hired volume - of the manager who has got used hardly what to dump for a back of the founder starts to irritate me. I do a fast step on rapprochement, blow from below, and murlo flies to an opposite direction from phone.
– The subscriber is not accessible!!! I speak in the fallen tube and I leave. Behind there is a refuelling and a fat hog laying in blood .
On a speedometer again two hundred, it is pleasant to hands to feel a wheel skin, control comprehension over this power gives sensation of freedom.
Behind a window chains of fires again fly by, the road a black funnel tightens me in darkness, and I rush at night. On a roadside any third eye I notice a light stain, the sixth feeling forces me to press a brake …
Continuation follows …
Swine to download, swine to download,
Yours faithfully Alexey Belkov
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