ПРОВЕРЬТЕ ОШИБКИ, ПОЖАЛУЙСТА

Lived a swan who loved to soar in the sky. He couldn`t imagine his life without a flight. Just imagine what kind of view opens. You can see rivers, large fields with flowers, deep blue seas. But once the poacher let off a gun to him in the wing. The swan could fly anymore. He became weaker and weaker every day. Raven decided to conclude a dispute on the white wing of a swan. By the car you can come unstick, claimed the raven. Trustful swan agreed to arrange a race. . Many birds thought that gambling on street races is a waste of time. But how many of them have actually witnessed a race? The combination of all the cars racing, the smell of the smoking tires in the burn out lane, and the adrenaline that flows through your body as the cars line up.