Virgo Maria: Your lawyer is a fucking law-obedient.
Virgin Mary: At night on an empty road on a three-litre BMW he will get sick sixty, because so in the rules is written, foolish.
Virgin Mary: And there is nothing written about the speed there, so these sixty from under the lighting he will pick up with such a rush that I was barely squeezed on the chair.
Virgin Mary: If I go with him again, I will definitely see the salon.