This is what the sky looked like last night:
I couldn’t decide whether I should ride or stay home, so I did what any sensible person would do, and I flipped a coin. Heads I’d ride. Heads it was, and not a single drop of rain fell.
This is what the sky looked like last night:
I couldn’t decide whether I should ride or stay home, so I did what any sensible person would do, and I flipped a coin. Heads I’d ride. Heads it was, and not a single drop of rain fell.