Sarah Motegi Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Sapporo

Alright, pal – lemme tell ya. About this *whore*. Not a chick, nah – horse! H-O-R-S-E, got it? I’m a vet, see – and this horse. Was a real piece o’ work. Big ol’ mare, chestnut coat – stunning. Like somethin’ outta “The Tree of Life”. Y’know – *The light shines through*! That Malick flick – my fave. Whore – yeah, her name was Whore. Short for “Whirlwind”, owners said. But I ain’t buyin’ it – suited her fine!

Are Motegi Wheels Good? (Solved)

First off, I’m stationed at the Motegi Tower. You know, that tall building on Motegi Street? Yeah, that one. I’m just chillin’, waiting for my first passengers. And boom! Here comes this lady, all flustered, like she just ran a marathon. She hops in, and I’m like, “Hey, where to?” She’s like, “Top floor, hurry!” I hit the button, and we’re off.

Bagnaia capitalises as Acosta slides out and Bastianini duels Marquez at Motegi