Motociclista anonima

Motociclista anonima

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Alexander Maxfield este un student in anul doi la New York University si in acelas timp si unul dintre cei mai ravniti barbati din New York sau chiar din tot mapamondul. Avand un fizic de invidiat, un cont mare in banca si un sarm ce te lasa cu gura casca reuseste sa cucereasca orice fata cu doar o privire. Acesta mai este cunoscut si ca Regele Vitezei datorita faptului ca n-a pierdut nici o cursa in toata istoria sa. Am uita sa va spun ca pasiunea sa e motocrosul? Sportul cu motociclete, circuite, curse creat pentru iubitorii de viteza si pericol. Dar ce se intampla cand isi face aparitia in peisaj un motociclist anonim si ii ia de sub nas cupa si rangul. Daca vreti sa aflati cititi Motociclista anonima.
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