I go on track. I’m in a hurdle...I think it’s right! The balloon asks for the key...because their wheel is broken and theirs is not found. 10 minutes to change the wheel...I help the native police). He gives me the key and says, “Thank you!” I go to my car. The second speaker comes out and says, “Why do we exceed the speed so much?” Sit down with us... form a protocol...Here are they...representatives of sexual minorities!