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... might be your last chance to race openly!"
A woman, who had come up to the middle-aged man unbeknownst to him, gently held his hand with a soft smile on her face.
"I know you’ve always had a dream of racing bikes, but you stopped for me and the kids. This is a chance to serve the country—don’t miss it!"
Hearing her words, the middle-aged man smiled with joy. He picked up the helmet beside him and walked towards the warehouse.
When the warehouse door opened, a bla ...
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