"How much more time should we drive? I'm sandwiched!" I yelled.
"Hey! I'm the one whose been sandwiched, not you!" Minnu complained. We've been riding for almost an hour but still we didn't reach.
"Shut up! I can't keep my mind on the road!" Our stupid spoke.
"As if there are people on the road." I countered.
"I'm serious guys! I'll get three of us into an accident if you don't shut up!" He warned.
"That is likely to happen even if I shut up when we are traveling in a junk like this." I replied.
"It's not junk, you i***t! It's just a little old." He replied.
"Both means the same smartpants!" I yelled to make it audible to him.
"Don't say a word more! You'll distract this bastard!" Minnu spoke in between.
"He's not Giacomo Agostini and this stupid bike is not an BMW S1000RR to dist
