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Wild Hogs | Minho & Dara

She walked the streets of Seoul in her bright sundress. She seemed out of place with her bright spring clothing in the middle of December. However, her body seemed to be barely feeling the slightly cold weather. She had a spring in her step, and hummed to herself. When she reached her destination she clapped her hands together. "Thank you for allowing me to reach my destination," she silently prayed. She skipped into the cozy motorcycle shop, and proceeded to look around.

She sniffed the air, and her nose made a slight rabbit twitch. "It smells like motor oil and metal!" she sang happily. To her this was a good sign. She eagerly looked at the different spare parts. 'Maybe I could learn ho to fix it also!' she thought. She started to look at the different motorcycles. She was impressed with each one. She started to slightly bounce around the shop. "OMO! This one looks so cool!" she said to herself as she viewed one. Her eyes caught a sky blue 1947 Indian Chief Roadmaster motorcycle. Her eyes lit up. She clasped her hands together again happily.