North Star Cycling 21.1 RACING 0700879

sketchfab

They're watching me, I just know it. Every time I turn around, they're there, lurking in the shadows, waiting to strike. My heart races as I try to shake them off my tail, but they always seem to be one step ahead. They're everywhere, and I'm starting to feel like I'm going crazy. I've tried to lose them in crowded streets, but somehow they manage to find me. I've changed my routine, thinking that maybe if I do things differently, they'll give up the chase. But no such luck. They always seem to know where I am and what I'm doing. It's like they're following a script or something. Like they have some sort of master plan to drive me completely mad. And it's working. Every day, I feel myself getting more and more paranoid. I'm starting to wonder if I've finally cracked under the pressure. But deep down, I know it's not my fault. It's them, always watching, always waiting. They're the ones who are crazy, not me.