come on, come on hello police lieutenant anton barsky tell me how it happened, and the speed was about km. it's all your fault, lord told me, yes, i'll go to hell, this damned motorcycle is gone, and everything is with its gifts. you you know your son was killed. they cut the brakes and there is no doubt about it. you have to think about who your son had disagreements with, maybe he had a fight with someone lately. let's step aside. since last year we have been racing usually there are always three of us, and then my father bought a nail about three months ago, he became with us. well, what a prize for the winner of 3,000 rubles. well, the guys bet on us among themselves. got it guys. i see here you all have a personal interest. come on, what are you laughing at, what was the bet on you personally? yes, drop it. what a material interest you are, they hit hundreds of andryukha, this time we will put you 500. well, because of that kind of money, no one would kill him everywhere . well, yes, i probably wouldn’t. hello and where did he keep his motorcycle nail, well, did he keep his father