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Thursday, July 05, 2007



Today's SSDC lesson consisted of me heating up way more than the engine as I engaged my anger to cruising speed. The damned stand-in instructor was fricking blind and incapable of understanding what the FUCK was going on, as in I'd clutch out and moments later he'd be 'CLUTCH OUT NOW!' And Mr. Pussface engaged in much I told you so add ons, which were unproductive criticisms, to whatever I was doing making it damn fricking difficult to concentrate. Goodness. This all made me extremely tense resulting in me not accomplishing much even though he was replaced halfway through, I told the guy who took over why I was so stiff and uncomfortable was due to me gearing towards the murder of the hopeless pussface who was instructing me, on hindsight, not such a good idea and then I found out he was a fricking Motorcycle instructor. If I see him instructing on a bike I'd take 'extra care' next time.

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