That Bike.
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That Bike I wasn't sure what story I was going to ask my Granddad. I had to get a story for my English homework from an elder persons' perspective of something he or she had done previously or is doing now. I started asking him about the war, but he just replied that there were many interesting things to say that he knew. I thought to my self "well this is my homework" but I left him speak. He told me that he was going to tell me a partially funny, but interesting story. So this is how it started. "When we were kids in my day, if you wanted a motorbike you had to go to the dump at Mont Mado, bribe the man on the gate to let you look for parts to make up your bike. We spent many a weekend there, it was great skite. We collected all...


