κυβικών εκατοστών!!!
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κυβικών εκατοστών!!!
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RMZ250 rulezzzzzzz kai vevaia na giati tha protimiso thn Suzuki..... Giati an kai to project einai koino Kawasaki-Suzuki h kawa viastike na to vgalei sthn paragogh me apotelesma na vgazei provlhmata tora, antitheta h suzuki to evgale merikous mines argotera (3 monizo) afou testaristike stous agones.
Einai to epomeno mhxanaki poy tha paro (gia na glitosei to drz tis laspes kai thn taleporia)
SUZUKI RULEZZZZZZ
times DRZ400E kai toy kainourgio RMZ250 sto site tis mamas suzuki (www.suzuki.com)
DRZ400e = 5499usd = 4.399 euro!!!!!
RMZ250 = 5599usd = 4.479 euro!!!!!!
1 usd = 0.80 euro
Tha pao na to fero kolimpontas to rmz apo amerikh re, SYMEFEREIIIIIIIIIIII
to coment grafetai me 2 m
mm dhladh
opws leme mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm wraia melomakarona
"It's been going on for some years now. My hands never seem to leave the keyboard, my eyes never seem to leave the screen. Days and nights go by in a blink of an eye. I work in a constant state of hyperstimulation, a by-product of youth and perfect knowledge, connected to a cyberspace console that projects my conscience into the artificial illusion of the core. Time is fluid around me. I am now part of a bigger whole. I now look but do not see, I now touch but do not feel. Streams of infinite data pass through me as if I were transparent. Its a whole new world in here..."
And then the phone rings. It's a friend, one who hasn't forsaken me yet. I'll be going out tonight.
I can't wait to go back online...
kai mias kai phra fora....
to whellie king grafetai wheelie king
ektos an milas gia kapoio agnosto basilia twn zoulou opote zhtw tapeina sygnwmh
"It's been going on for some years now. My hands never seem to leave the keyboard, my eyes never seem to leave the screen. Days and nights go by in a blink of an eye. I work in a constant state of hyperstimulation, a by-product of youth and perfect knowledge, connected to a cyberspace console that projects my conscience into the artificial illusion of the core. Time is fluid around me. I am now part of a bigger whole. I now look but do not see, I now touch but do not feel. Streams of infinite data pass through me as if I were transparent. Its a whole new world in here..."
And then the phone rings. It's a friend, one who hasn't forsaken me yet. I'll be going out tonight.
I can't wait to go back online...