So, a car comes to me in the service, driving a comrade with large white letters of DPS in the back. Well, the machine is like a domestic machine, painted, but in the appearance of a candy, figuratively expressed. Well, I think, he is an honest, brave guard of the law, a machine like everyone else, and therefore not a briber. Word by word, the machine I do the conversation I lead and here we touch the wheels - winter is near. And he: yes, I have a lipstick on the lexus, and my wife put spikes on the cruiser... and this is so, to work to ride...
Z is. Bring it to Zadornov, he will be able to tell you funny.))))