The flex-fueled Esputniquim — our personal version of Che Guevara’s La Poderosa — is packed, gassed and has the correct tire pressure for descending the serra to the litoral via the Anchieta.
I am about to have my nerves soothed all weekend by sights and sounds such as the above.
You are not.
Ha ha!
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