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Her: Slow down, I’m scared!
Him: Nah, come on, it’s fun!
Her: No, please, I’m really scared!
...
Him: Okay, say you love me.
Her: I love you, now slow down, please!
Him: Now give me a big, big hug.
She gives him a hug.
Him: Can you take off my helmet and jacket and put them on? They’re bothering me.
In the newspaper the next day:
Motorbike accident due to brake failure, 2 people were involved but only one survived.
The truth:
Halfway down the road, he realized the brakes had failed, but he didn’t want to tell his girlfriend. Instead, he had her say she loved him, asked for a last hug, and made her wear his helmet and jacket so that she could live on—even if it meant he wouldn’t make it.