BY: CAROLINE ROLF Just imagine her, will you? The sparkling crimson-coloured beauty I bought for 50 dollars from a sweet lady in my hometown, because she needed to upgrade for “yard-saling purposes.” Riding her made me feel like a mix of…
BY: CAROLINE ROLF Just imagine her, will you? The sparkling crimson-coloured beauty I bought for 50 dollars from a sweet lady in my hometown, because she needed to upgrade for “yard-saling purposes.” Riding her made me feel like a mix of…