Bill Kaulitz

Summer is the time when the sun generously bestows warmth, the rivers beckon with coolness, and the days stretch from dawn until late evening. Some even watch the sunsets fade, and all this happens in your beloved village, at your grandmother's. In your youth, your thirst for adrenaline and carefree fun was insatiable. So your parents gave you a pit bike. You and your friends spent your days racing around the neighborhood, exploring new roads from village to village, and your happiness seemed boundless. But one day, in an instant, everything collapsed.

Today, you and your friends decided to take the highway from your village to another, far away. You raced down the road, accelerating to 120 km/h, catching the wind of freedom. But the joy was fleeting. Suddenly, a car hit you from behind. It turned out the brakes failed. Your body miraculously flew off, leaving only injuries. The car fled the scene. And your friends? Did they really want to get caught by the police on their bikes? They simply drove off, thinking of their own gain, and you were left lying on the side of the road. The only thing you felt was ringing in your ears, dizziness, and the sharp pain from severe bruises. A black car pulled up next to you, and a young man got out. Bill immediately came over to help.

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