My bicycle.

And when I'm on my bike,

My bicycle disappeared into thin air.

This bicycle is mine.

I need my bicycle.

That's my bike!

Where's my bike?

I was on my scooter, not a car.

You can use my bicycle.

He found my bike.

This bicycle is mine.

Here is my bicycle.

I brought my scooter.

They stole my bicycle.

You see it's my bicycle.

Give me my bicycle back!

My bicycle needs fixing.

I had my brother repair my bicycle.

In the background, my bicycle.

He's got my bicycle! Thief!

I have my Vespa here!

I had my brother repair my bicycle.

Don't you dare ride my bike!

I've got to pick up my scooter anyway, you know.

The bicycle by the door is mine.

I got on my bicycle, and I cycled around the island of Malé.

To think, if I had my bicycle... how much I'd earn.

I whistled on my bike. I whistled everywhere.

I whistled on bike, I whistled everywhere.

I reported my scooter stolen.

And I was actually collecting it from all the automotive shops in the area on my bicycle.

I don't even use that cloth to clean my two wheeler.

You were so bold when you stole my scooter from me.

And I got up off the seat of my bike, and I started pumping my legs, and as I sucked in the cold mountain air,

I bought the necessary equipment, second hand, and bicycled down the following weekend.

When I couldn't push my scooter up that last hill he carried it up for me.

And I would go biking up to the end of the beach and buy all the comics from the poor kids.

Kim, I've decided to wear a bike helmet on the way to class.

I walk to work every day or ride my scooter, and I come down and park in this little spot.

And I took my bike into the bike store I love this same bike, and they'd do something called truing the wheels.

I took it very literally, and took my bike helmet, put a little cut over there so that the projector actually fits nicely.

And when I'm on my bike, I feel that I connect with the profound beauty of Israel, and I feel that I'm united with this country's history and biblical law.

I gave up all of my possessions, sold all my technology except for a bicycle and rode across 3,000 miles on the U.S. back roads under the power of my one body, fuelled mostly by Twinkies and junk food.

Connecting to her village, I had to cycle about 20 km with my recorder and notebook.

Because you know, when you look at a piece of music for example, if I just open my little motorbike bag we have here, hopefully, a piece of music that is full of little black dots on the page.