The fog was approaching the car. Soon it will come down and hardly anyone will see the car
I will not raise my hands to you I will ask for peace
This mustang will not only take you to your destination, but will also declare itself as a hungry beast running after prey
I will protect you no I will protect you in general, keep the berries
On the beach it will tan well the wind will all fly away
You look in the mirror, but apart from yourself you will see the city because it is me
The girl's look says that the motorcycle will obey her