~"Hmmm, that creep on the motorcycle just took a roll of microfilm from a Russian man
on a yacht. Those pesky Russians are always up to something, I'd better follow him."~
~"My God!! He's one of those shape-shifting motorcyclists I read about in Gentleman
Spy Quarterly, I mustn't lose him!"~
~"Geepers he's changed again!! And just as we are going over the starting grid of the
Grand Prix, I hope I don't inadvertently join the race!"~
~"Damn which way did he go?!"~
~"Ahhhh!!!! I've joined the race, but going the wrong way!!!"~
~"Right almost at the end of the tunnel now!"~
~"Just need to make it through this hairpin turn and up the hill."~
~"We must be near the Casino de Monte Carlo now."~
~"Ah ha, my old nemesis Giancarlo Babadaboochi is here, I should have known he would
have something to do with this."~
~"I'll just park my Aston out the front of the Casino and go in for a little chat..."~
The End..... for now.
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