Post by thore on Aug 9, 2005 13:12:35 GMT -5
(Marie)
"321 and 45 coming around the last stretcha nd into the... OH MY GOD! The orginal Mar Vanne's patented whip turn and Mar the second takes the win!!!"
"And that is it!" The man with the michrophone in the tower said. "Let's give your winner a big round of applause, everybody give it up for Mar Vanne winner of the 250 and 120 pro races!"
The entire crowd cheered and then fell silent as the reporter and man with a cammera ran toward the winner. "Now Mar, I'm sure it comes as no surprise to you that we're all wondering are you really the child of the original Mar or are you just...."
The person on the bike took off her helmet and smiled, there sat Marie. "Whoa!" The man in the tower said, "Not only can she race like the orginal but she's amost a mirror image!"
"Tell us..." Said the reporter. "Where is your mother?"
Marie feigned a sad look, "My mother passed away last week in a car accident."
"I'm so sorry." The voice from the tower said as she turned her bike and walked it off the track. She pulled the helmet back on to hide her smile and walked the 250 bike back to the tent. "Fix the stearing, it pull's to the right when i land." With that she walked away and smiled widely.
"321 and 45 coming around the last stretcha nd into the... OH MY GOD! The orginal Mar Vanne's patented whip turn and Mar the second takes the win!!!"
"And that is it!" The man with the michrophone in the tower said. "Let's give your winner a big round of applause, everybody give it up for Mar Vanne winner of the 250 and 120 pro races!"
The entire crowd cheered and then fell silent as the reporter and man with a cammera ran toward the winner. "Now Mar, I'm sure it comes as no surprise to you that we're all wondering are you really the child of the original Mar or are you just...."
The person on the bike took off her helmet and smiled, there sat Marie. "Whoa!" The man in the tower said, "Not only can she race like the orginal but she's amost a mirror image!"
"Tell us..." Said the reporter. "Where is your mother?"
Marie feigned a sad look, "My mother passed away last week in a car accident."
"I'm so sorry." The voice from the tower said as she turned her bike and walked it off the track. She pulled the helmet back on to hide her smile and walked the 250 bike back to the tent. "Fix the stearing, it pull's to the right when i land." With that she walked away and smiled widely.
