The Bike Venture

Briefing

Far far away, behind the word moun­tains, far from the coun­tries Voka­lia and Con­so­nan­tia, the­re live the blind texts. Sepa­ra­ted they live in Book­marks­gro­ve right at the coast of the Seman­ti­cs, a lar­ge lan­guage oce­an. A small river named Duden flows by their place and sup­plies it with the necessa­ry rege­li­alia. It is a para­di­se­ma­tic coun­try, in which roas­ted parts of sen­ten­ces fly into your mouth. Even the all-power­ful Poin­ting has no con­trol about the blind texts it is an almost unor­tho­gra­phic life One day howe­ver a small line of blind text by the name of Lorem Ipsum deci­ded to lea­ve for the far World of Grammar.

She packed her seven ver­sa­lia, put her initi­al into the belt and made herself on the way. When she reached the first hills of the Ita­lic Moun­tains, she had a last view back on the sky­line of her home­town Book­marks­gro­ve, the head­line of Alpha­bet Vil­la­ge and the sub­li­ne of her own road, the Line Lane. Pity­ful a retho­ric ques­ti­on ran over her cheek, then she con­ti­nued her way. On her way she met a copy.