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Are you sick and tired of all those same Olesame Ole racing games. You know what I am talking about, superboring fall asleep no good games. Imagine riding the bike race gameof your life. You can almost feel the wind in your hair, the sun inyour back and the wide open road. There is no one, but you and theroad and a cute girl on the back of course. Well its gets’ evenbetter the road never ends and the sun is always bright. Hah, Iknow what you are thinking “this guy is full of it.” Well I may befull of it, but I am telling the truth. It even gets superior; youget an incoming exciting traffic on demand. All these people throwall their little dirty tricks at you, but you are the bike masterand manage to escape all traps. The ride is getting more and moreexciting. On top of that every time you manage to go around a tighttraffic situation, that girl on the back gets to pick up loads ofcash and keep it warm and nice for you. So life can’t get anybetter. Expensive bikes girls on the back and wads of cash. Itdoesn’t have to be all boring country road ride. You get on theexcitement and goaww… But I can hear you asking a valid question“wait, what happened to the girl on the back of my bike?” Wellthat’s the beauty of it. You can drop the girl as soon as you getin to wrong way traffic type excitement “you know we don’t want toget the girls scared or they may never jump on your bike again” andthen you pick her right up. So here you are free as a bird drivingand having all the fun in the world. Well sometimes having too muchfun ends “upside down.” You get in to a head on collision and “yesyou are correct you are dead as a door nail.” But wait, somethingalmost magical is happening, you push few buttons, your bike getsall put back together by itself and you are back on the road. It’seven a better day, you got all your biking buddies around you, therock music is loud and the miles are flying behind your back. Youare completely free there is no boss to tell you what to do, in amatter of fact you punched you boss the eff off, just before youjumped on the road. No boss, no worries, no concerns. However thereis a problem. Something was wrong. You can tell that the bikedidn’t feel very real and the noise of the bike was not as loud asusual. In a matter of fact it didn’t even feel like you are dressedup as a biker and the boots were not very heavy. AND THEN YOU WOKEUP. I mean like waking up in bed. This was a horrible moment, “whydid the dream have to end?” And why the stupid alarm clock. Youlinger for while and try to get back in to the pretty dream, butno…”It can’t be this dream couldn’t be ending like that!” You canstill feel the road under you like every little bump and hit, butit was kind of artificial and unreal. The wind is stroking yourhair, but somehow you don’t really feel it. You turn behind yourback to look for the girl; the spot was empty and cold with noshadow of the girl to be found. And then it was all over, like atthe end of the action thriller. The snooze alarm took its lastfinal tall on you and somehow this felt so real. Like a littleobedient drone you picked up your stuff and got ready to fight 2hours traffic to the really dreaded JOB. So, I know it’s hard. It’shard to wake up from a dream like that and lose it all in a matterof seconds. I also know, creating your own reality is hard and mostof all requires something and it’s that dirty word called “work.”So I decided to put an end of your misery and to create your ownreality. Sit back and relax. Ride the bike of your dreams with thegirls of your dreams in the back. So you have a choice. Keep livingyour miserable existence and go to your job day after day until youare too old to ride a bike and the girls will no longer favor you.Or you can punch few buttons and buy this game and arrive at yournew “biker reality. “ And I know you need this reality pretty bad…like yesterday! SEE YOU ON THE OTHER SIDE!

Are you sick and tired of all those sameOlesame Ole racing games. You know what I am talking about,superboring fall asleep no good games. Imagine riding the bike racegameof your life. You can almost feel the wind in your hair, thesun inyour back and the wide open road. There is no one, but youand theroad and a cute girl on the back of course. Well its gets’evenbetter the road never ends and the sun is always bright. Hah,Iknow what you are thinking “this guy is full of it.” Well I maybefull of it, but I am telling the truth. It even gets superior;youget an incoming exciting traffic on demand. All these peoplethrowall their little dirty tricks at you, but you are the bikemasterand manage to escape all traps. The ride is getting more andmoreexciting. On top of that every time you manage to go around atighttraffic situation, that girl on the back gets to pick up loadsofcash and keep it warm and nice for you. So life can’t getanybetter. Expensive bikes girls on the back and wads of cash.Itdoesn’t have to be all boring country road ride. You get ontheexcitement and goaww… But I can hear you asking a validquestion“wait, what happened to the girl on the back of my bike?”Wellthat’s the beauty of it. You can drop the girl as soon as yougetin to wrong way traffic type excitement “you know we don’t wanttoget the girls scared or they may never jump on your bike again”andthen you pick her right up. So here you are free as a birddrivingand having all the fun in the world. Well sometimes havingtoo muchfun ends “upside down.” You get in to a head on collisionand “yesyou are correct you are dead as a door nail.” But wait,somethingalmost magical is happening, you push few buttons, yourbike getsall put back together by itself and you are back on theroad. It’seven a better day, you got all your biking buddies aroundyou, therock music is loud and the miles are flying behind yourback. Youare completely free there is no boss to tell you what todo, in amatter of fact you punched you boss the eff off, justbefore youjumped on the road. No boss, no worries, no concerns.However thereis a problem. Something was wrong. You can tell thatthe bikedidn’t feel very real and the noise of the bike was not asloud asusual. In a matter of fact it didn’t even feel like you aredressedup as a biker and the boots were not very heavy. AND THENYOU WOKEUP. I mean like waking up in bed. This was a horriblemoment, “whydid the dream had to end?” And why the stupid alarmclock. Youlinger for while and try to get back in to the prettydream, butno…”It can’t be this dream couldn’t be ending like that!”You canstill feel the road under you like every little bump andhit, butit was kind of artificial and unreal. The wind is strokingyourhair, but somehow you don’t really feel it. You turn behindyourback to look for the girl; the spot was empty and cold withnoshadow of the girl to be found. And then it was all over, likeatthe end of the action thriller. The snooze alarm took itslastfinal tall on you and somehow this felt so real. Like alittleobedient drone you picked up your stuff and got ready tofight 2hours traffic to the really dreaded JOB. So, I know it’shard. It’shard to wake up from a dream like that and lose it all ina matterof seconds. I also know, creating your own reality is hardand mostof all requires something and it’s that dirty word called“work.”So I decided to put an end of your misery and to create yourownreality. Sit back and relax. Ride the bike of your dreams withthegirls of your dreams in the back. So you have a choice. Keeplivingyour miserable existence and go to your job day after dayuntil youare too old to ride a bike and the girls will no longerfavor you.Or you can punch few buttons and buy this game and arriveat yournew “biker reality. “ And I know you need this realitypretty bad…like yesterday! SEE YOU ON THE OTHER SIDE!

Are you sick and tired of all those same Olesame Ole racing games. You know what I am talking about, superboring fall asleep no good games. Imagine riding the bike race gameof your life. You can almost feel the wind in your hair, the sun inyour back and the wide open road. There is no one, but you and theroad and a cute girl on the back of course. Well its gets’ evenbetter the road never ends and the sun is always bright. Hah, Iknow what you are thinking “this guy is full of it.” Well I may befull of it, but I am telling the truth. It even gets superior; youget an incoming exciting traffic on demand. All these people throwall their little dirty tricks at you, but you are the bike masterand manage to escape all traps. The ride is getting more and moreexciting. On top of that every time you manage to go around a tighttraffic situation, that girl on the back gets to pick up loads ofcash and keep it warm and nice for you. So life can’t get anybetter. Expensive bikes girls on the back and wads of cash. Itdoesn’t have to be all boring country road ride. You get on theexcitement and goaww… But I can hear you asking a valid question“wait, what happened to the girl on the back of my bike?” Wellthat’s the beauty of it. You can drop the girl as soon as you getin to wrong way traffic type excitement “you know we don’t want toget the girls scared or they may never jump on your bike again” andthen you pick her right up. So here you are free as a bird drivingand having all the fun in the world. Well sometimes having too muchfun ends “upside down.” You get in to a head on collision and “yesyou are correct you are dead as a door nail.” But wait, somethingalmost magical is happening, you push few buttons, your bike getsall put back together by itself and you are back on the road. It’seven a better day, you got all your biking buddies around you, therock music is loud and the miles are flying behind your back. Youare completely free there is no boss to tell you what to do, in amatter of fact you punched you boss the eff off, just before youjumped on the road. No boss, no worries, no concerns. However thereis a problem. Something was wrong. You can tell that the bikedidn’t feel very real and the noise of the bike was not as loud asusual. In a matter of fact it didn’t even feel like you are dressedup as a biker and the boots were not very heavy. AND THEN YOU WOKEUP. I mean like waking up in bed. This was a horrible moment, “whydid the dream have to end?” And why the stupid alarm clock. Youlinger for while and try to get back in to the pretty dream, butno…”It can’t be this dream couldn’t be ending like that!” You canstill feel the road under you like every little bump and hit, butit was kind of artificial and unreal. The wind is stroking yourhair, but somehow you don’t really feel it. You turn behind yourback to look for the girl; the spot was empty and cold with noshadow of the girl to be found. And then it was all over, like atthe end of the action thriller. The snooze alarm took its lastfinal tall on you and somehow this felt so real. Like a littleobedient drone you picked up your stuff and got ready to fight 2hours traffic to the really dreaded JOB. So, I know it’s hard. It’shard to wake up from a dream like that and lose it all in a matterof seconds. I also know, creating your own reality is hard and mostof all requires something and it’s that dirty word called “work.”So I decided to put an end of your misery and to create your ownreality. Sit back and relax. Ride the bike of your dreams with thegirls of your dreams in the back. So you have a choice. Keep livingyour miserable existence and go to your job day after day until youare too old to ride a bike and the girls will no longer favor you.Or you can punch few buttons and buy this game and arrive at yournew “biker reality. “ And I know you need this reality pretty bad…like yesterday! SEE YOU ON THE OTHER SIDE!

Are you sick and tired of all those same Olesame Ole racing games. You know what I am talking about, superboring fall asleep no good games. Imagine riding the bike race gameof your life. You can almost feel the wind in your hair, the sun inyour back and the wide open road. There is no one, but you and theroad and a cute girl on the back of course. Well its gets’ evenbetter the road never ends and the sun is always bright. Hah, Iknow what you are thinking “this guy is full of it.” Well I may befull of it, but I am telling the truth. It even gets superior; youget an incoming exciting traffic on demand. All these people throwall their little dirty tricks at you, but you are the bike masterand manage to escape all traps. The ride is getting more and moreexciting. On top of that every time you manage to go around a tighttraffic situation, that girl on the back gets to pick up loads ofcash and keep it warm and nice for you. So life can’t get anybetter. Expensive bikes girls on the back and wads of cash. Itdoesn’t have to be all boring country road ride. You get on theexcitement and goaww… But I can hear you asking a valid question“wait, what happened to the girl on the back of my bike?” Wellthat’s the beauty of it. You can drop the girl as soon as you getin to wrong way traffic type excitement “you know we don’t want toget the girls scared or they may never jump on your bike again” andthen you pick her right up. So here you are free as a bird drivingand having all the fun in the world. Well sometimes having too muchfun ends “upside down.” You get in to a head on collision and “yesyou are correct you are dead as a door nail.” But wait, somethingalmost magical is happening, you push few buttons, your bike getsall put back together by itself and you are back on the road. It’seven a better day, you got all your biking buddies around you, therock music is loud and the miles are flying behind your back. Youare completely free there is no boss to tell you what to do, in amatter of fact you punched you boss the eff off, just before youjumped on the road. No boss, no worries, no concerns. However thereis a problem. Something was wrong. You can tell that the bikedidn’t feel very real and the noise of the bike was not as loud asusual. In a matter of fact it didn’t even feel like you are dressedup as a biker and the boots were not very heavy. AND THEN YOU WOKEUP. I mean like waking up in bed. This was a horrible moment, “whydid the dream have to end?” And why the stupid alarm clock. Youlinger for while and try to get back in to the pretty dream, butno…”It can’t be this dream couldn’t be ending like that!” You canstill feel the road under you like every little bump and hit, butit was kind of artificial and unreal. The wind is stroking yourhair, but somehow you don’t really feel it. You turn behind yourback to look for the girl; the spot was empty and cold with noshadow of the girl to be found. And then it was all over, like atthe end of the action thriller. The snooze alarm took its lastfinal tall on you and somehow this felt so real. Like a littleobedient drone you picked up your stuff and got ready to fight 2hours traffic to the really dreaded JOB. So, I know it’s hard. It’shard to wake up from a dream like that and lose it all in a matterof seconds. I also know, creating your own reality is hard and mostof all requires something and it’s that dirty word called “work.”So I decided to put an end of your misery and to create your ownreality. Sit back and relax. Ride the bike of your dreams with thegirls of your dreams in the back. So you have a choice. Keep livingyour miserable existence and go to your job day after day until youare too old to ride a bike and the girls will no longer favor you.Or you can punch few buttons and buy this game and arrive at yournew “biker reality. “ And I know you need this reality pretty bad…like yesterday! SEE YOU ON THE OTHER SIDE!

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Are you sick and tired of all those sameOlesame Ole racing games. You know what I am talking about,superboring fall asleep no good games. Imagine riding the bike racegameof your life. You can almost feel the wind in your hair, thesun inyour back and the wide open road. There is no one, but youand theroad and a cute girl on the back of course. Well its gets’evenbetter the road never ends and the sun is always bright. Hah,Iknow what you are thinking “this guy is full of it.” Well I maybefull of it, but I am telling the truth. It even gets superior;youget an incoming exciting traffic on demand. All these peoplethrowall their little dirty tricks at you, but you are the bikemasterand manage to escape all traps. The ride is getting more andmoreexciting. On top of that every time you manage to go around atighttraffic situation, that girl on the back gets to pick up loadsofcash and keep it warm and nice for you. So life can’t getanybetter. Expensive bikes girls on the back and wads of cash.Itdoesn’t have to be all boring country road ride. You get ontheexcitement and goaww… But I can hear you asking a validquestion“wait, what happened to the girl on the back of my bike?”Wellthat’s the beauty of it. You can drop the girl as soon as yougetin to wrong way traffic type excitement “you know we don’t wanttoget the girls scared or they may never jump on your bike again”andthen you pick her right up. So here you are free as a birddrivingand having all the fun in the world. Well sometimes havingtoo muchfun ends “upside down.” You get in to a head on collisionand “yesyou are correct you are dead as a door nail.” But wait,somethingalmost magical is happening, you push few buttons, yourbike getsall put back together by itself and you are back on theroad. It’seven a better day, you got all your biking buddies aroundyou, therock music is loud and the miles are flying behind yourback. Youare completely free there is no boss to tell you what todo, in amatter of fact you punched you boss the eff off, justbefore youjumped on the road. No boss, no worries, no concerns.However thereis a problem. Something was wrong. You can tell thatthe bikedidn’t feel very real and the noise of the bike was not asloud asusual. In a matter of fact it didn’t even feel like you aredressedup as a biker and the boots were not very heavy. AND THENYOU WOKEUP. I mean like waking up in bed. This was a horriblemoment, “whydid the dream have to end?” And why the stupid alarmclock. Youlinger for while and try to get back in to the prettydream, butno…”It can’t be this dream couldn’t be ending like that!”You canstill feel the road under you like every little bump andhit, butit was kind of artificial and unreal. The wind is strokingyourhair, but somehow you don’t really feel it. You turn behindyourback to look for the girl; the spot was empty and cold withnoshadow of the girl to be found. And then it was all over, likeatthe end of the action thriller. The snooze alarm took itslastfinal tall on you and somehow this felt so real. Like alittleobedient drone you picked up your stuff and got ready tofight 2hours traffic to the really dreaded JOB. So, I know it’shard. It’shard to wake up from a dream like that and lose it all ina matterof seconds. I also know, creating your own reality is hardand mostof all requires something and it’s that dirty word called“work.”So I decided to put an end of your misery and to create yourownreality. Sit back and relax. Ride the bike of your dreams withthegirls of your dreams in the back. So you have a choice. Keeplivingyour miserable existence and go to your job day after dayuntil youare too old to ride a bike and the girls will no longerfavor you.Or you can punch few buttons and buy this game and arriveat yournew “biker reality. “ And I know you need this realitypretty bad…like yesterday! SEE YOU ON THE OTHER SIDE!

Are you sick and tired of all those sameOlesame Ole racing games. You know what I am talking about,superboring fall asleep no good games. Imagine riding the bike racegameof your life. You can almost feel the wind in your hair, thesun inyour back and the wide open road. There is no one, but youand theroad and a cute girl on the back of course. Well its gets’evenbetter the road never ends and the sun is always bright. Hah,Iknow what you are thinking “this guy is full of it.” Well I maybefull of it, but I am telling the truth. It even gets superior;youget an incoming exciting traffic on demand. All these peoplethrowall their little dirty tricks at you, but you are the bikemasterand manage to escape all traps. The ride is getting more andmoreexciting. On top of that every time you manage to go around atighttraffic situation, that girl on the back gets to pick up loadsofcash and keep it warm and nice for you. So life can’t getanybetter. Expensive bikes girls on the back and wads of cash.Itdoesn’t have to be all boring country road ride. You get ontheexcitement and goaww… But I can hear you asking a validquestion“wait, what happened to the girl on the back of my bike?”Wellthat’s the beauty of it. You can drop the girl as soon as yougetin to wrong way traffic type excitement “you know we don’t wanttoget the girls scared or they may never jump on your bike again”andthen you pick her right up. So here you are free as a birddrivingand having all the fun in the world. Well sometimes havingtoo muchfun ends “upside down.” You get in to a head on collisionand “yesyou are correct you are dead as a door nail.” But wait,somethingalmost magical is happening, you push few buttons, yourbike getsall put back together by itself and you are back on theroad. It’seven a better day, you got all your biking buddies aroundyou, therock music is loud and the miles are flying behind yourback. Youare completely free there is no boss to tell you what todo, in amatter of fact you punched you boss the eff off, justbefore youjumped on the road. No boss, no worries, no concerns.However thereis a problem. Something was wrong. You can tell thatthe bikedidn’t feel very real and the noise of the bike was not asloud asusual. In a matter of fact it didn’t even feel like you aredressedup as a biker and the boots were not very heavy. AND THENYOU WOKEUP. I mean like waking up in bed. This was a horriblemoment, “whydid the dream have to end?” And why the stupid alarmclock. Youlinger for while and try to get back in to the prettydream, butno…”It can’t be this dream couldn’t be ending like that!”You canstill feel the road under you like every little bump andhit, butit was kind of artificial and unreal. The wind is strokingyourhair, but somehow you don’t really feel it. You turn behindyourback to look for the girl; the spot was empty and cold withnoshadow of the girl to be found. And then it was all over, likeatthe end of the action thriller. The snooze alarm took itslastfinal tall on you and somehow this felt so real. Like alittleobedient drone you picked up your stuff and got ready tofight 2hours traffic to the really dreaded JOB. So, I know it’shard. It’shard to wake up from a dream like that and lose it all ina matterof seconds. I also know, creating your own reality is hardand mostof all requires something and it’s that dirty word called“work.”So I decided to put an end of your misery and to create yourownreality. Sit back and relax. Ride the bike of your dreams withthegirls of your dreams in the back. So you have a choice. Keeplivingyour miserable existence and go to your job day after dayuntil youare too old to ride a bike and the girls will no longerfavor you.Or you can punch few buttons and buy this game and arriveat yournew “biker reality. “ And I know you need this realitypretty bad…like yesterday! SEE YOU ON THE OTHER SIDE!