Morning blod post.

Timbak day. 

1972 the 9th of June, The morning was light and warm.Therefore my brother and I set out on our motorbike adventure. We went trough bushes and over big jumps under tunnels and straight on to the main road. We skidded through the warm mud and road through the long grass it was like cutting your self apron your legs. My brother and I saw this bear it was black and kind of tinny, my brother and I carried on driving on the road until we came across the same bear again sitting like he did before, like someone sitting in the suden death chiar. We carried on driving like we where super heros.We saw the bear again and again and kipped on coming more onto the road. Then my brother and I quickly stopped as the bear was right in front off us he was walking around in circles like a bikini modle
"A hot one" my brother said
With me replying "So im hotter?"
"Of course you are?!" my brother rolled his eyes and looked in front of us to see the bear with his mouth wide open. Then it ate my brother and he died.