The susunod day, none of the Beatles stayed at Abbey Road longer than a few minutes. They came, saw Paul wasn't there again, and left without a word. Probably they would have stayed to chat and play around if it had been the early days and they weren't worried that they'd just end up fighting. But these days, whenever they were together, that was all they seemed to do.
Was that why Paul wasn't coming? John tried to forget about him, and Yoko did her best to distract him sa pamamagitan ng asking for help with her various art projects, but John kept thinking about it. It wasn't like Paul not to ipakita up suddenly after spending the last few months controlling everything the band did. Then again, John never would've thought it was like Paul to take the leadership of the Beatles away from him. They were best mga kaibigan - or at least, he'd thought they were. Lately, it had been hard to tell. So hard, in fact, that a part of John was almost glad Paul had stopped coming.
George spent the araw with his guitar, practising the various songs he'd written over the last couple of years and never managed to ipakita John and Paul. If Paul kept on not coming back, and the studio stayed empty, he could have time to record all of them sa pamamagitan ng the time Paul came back, and then he and John would have to listen! If Paul was planning to come back at all, of course. If he was going to stay away that long, why would he come back? George felt a slight pang of guilt for thinking all this. But another part of him was glad for a chance to record these songs. He was almost glad Paul had decided to go away.
Ringo didn't know what to think. If Paul really hadn't gone away, if he'd just stopped coming in the mornings and actually did ipakita up once the others had left, he would be pretty mad at them right now. Would Paul change his hours without telling the other Beatles, though? It didn't sound like him. But then, who knew what Paul would do anymore? He had changed recently. They all had. Except Ringo; he didn't think he'd changed, and he was almost glad for the chance to get away from the people his mates had become.
Paul lay shivering in the place where he had fallen. He was hungry, and he tried to reach for the pack of pagkain he carried on his back. His fingers were stiff and frozen.
Clumsily, he managed to get the pack open. He tried to pull it off his back and around towards him. It was hard to keep a grip on it.
Suddenly, the pack slipped through Paul's nagyelo fingers. It slid across the ground and landed just outside of his reach. Paul stretched his arms out towards it. He had to get that bag! He couldn't make it until his mates came without it.
As he strained to get just a little closer, there came another snap from the direction of Paul's leg. His foot came free from the root and he tumbled forward, landing on his back a few inches away from his pagkain pack. Somehow he had dislodged himself - and possibly damaged his hurt leg even worse. But at least he could get at his pagkain again.
Slowly, and with much effort, Paul got himself something to eat. His arms felt unusually heavy. He could barely manage to get the pagkain to his mouth.
Was that why Paul wasn't coming? John tried to forget about him, and Yoko did her best to distract him sa pamamagitan ng asking for help with her various art projects, but John kept thinking about it. It wasn't like Paul not to ipakita up suddenly after spending the last few months controlling everything the band did. Then again, John never would've thought it was like Paul to take the leadership of the Beatles away from him. They were best mga kaibigan - or at least, he'd thought they were. Lately, it had been hard to tell. So hard, in fact, that a part of John was almost glad Paul had stopped coming.
George spent the araw with his guitar, practising the various songs he'd written over the last couple of years and never managed to ipakita John and Paul. If Paul kept on not coming back, and the studio stayed empty, he could have time to record all of them sa pamamagitan ng the time Paul came back, and then he and John would have to listen! If Paul was planning to come back at all, of course. If he was going to stay away that long, why would he come back? George felt a slight pang of guilt for thinking all this. But another part of him was glad for a chance to record these songs. He was almost glad Paul had decided to go away.
Ringo didn't know what to think. If Paul really hadn't gone away, if he'd just stopped coming in the mornings and actually did ipakita up once the others had left, he would be pretty mad at them right now. Would Paul change his hours without telling the other Beatles, though? It didn't sound like him. But then, who knew what Paul would do anymore? He had changed recently. They all had. Except Ringo; he didn't think he'd changed, and he was almost glad for the chance to get away from the people his mates had become.
Paul lay shivering in the place where he had fallen. He was hungry, and he tried to reach for the pack of pagkain he carried on his back. His fingers were stiff and frozen.
Clumsily, he managed to get the pack open. He tried to pull it off his back and around towards him. It was hard to keep a grip on it.
Suddenly, the pack slipped through Paul's nagyelo fingers. It slid across the ground and landed just outside of his reach. Paul stretched his arms out towards it. He had to get that bag! He couldn't make it until his mates came without it.
As he strained to get just a little closer, there came another snap from the direction of Paul's leg. His foot came free from the root and he tumbled forward, landing on his back a few inches away from his pagkain pack. Somehow he had dislodged himself - and possibly damaged his hurt leg even worse. But at least he could get at his pagkain again.
Slowly, and with much effort, Paul got himself something to eat. His arms felt unusually heavy. He could barely manage to get the pagkain to his mouth.
George and Byron took a water break after the training had been completed. During which, the former said, "If you don't mind me asking, what happened to the racers who got caught in those crashes caused sa pamamagitan ng Rotten Roderick?" Byron replied, "Well, apart from having to stay in the hospital for a while due to sustaining some major injuries, the good news is that all of them managed to make it out alive." George replied, "Oh, that's definitely a positive thing." Byron said, "Yep. And now, I can't wait to see how you'll tackle the dirty jerk!" George exclaimed, "Splendid, pal! Again, you won't be disappointed." Byron chuckled and nodded in agreement. They then spent the remainder of the afternoon setting up madami of George's plan.
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As expected in the morning that followed, George began his training for the rally. He also started to plan out how he'll teach Rotten Roderick a lesson he won't forget. "Are you sure this is a good idea, buddy?" Byron asked while he installed some additional lights on the back of the race car. "Trust me, mate; you'll be satisfied in seeing how it plays out tomorrow." replied a very confident George. Byron said, "If ye say so, then. I really admire how you didn't let the jerk tear you down, though. That's what I call inner strength!" George said, "Of course! It was my own way of ipinapakita him that he just messed with the wrong bloke." "Makes a load of sense to me!" Byron remarked. Shortly afterwards, George tested his car's speed sa pamamagitan ng driving around the entire track for ten rounds. When that was successful, he did the same for the lights to make certain they were in proper working order.
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The raceway tour was a blast, during which George and Byron told the girls madami about their mutual pag-ibig for the sport as well as watching some of the past rallies together with the former's family. "And in regards to what I'm gonna do for the main event, I'll be taking charge of the awarding ceremony. The grand prize being, of course, the Liverpool Rally Cup." Byron sinabi as they finished sharing their stories. Laura replied, "Awesome! I was just about to ask that myself." Pattie said, "Yeah. I can also see how you and my husband became such close friends." George said, "Indeed, sweetheart. I should mention that in his letter, he'll be helping me with the training as well." Byron replied, "You bet I will, mate!" Laura added, "That's wonderful to know, daddy!" George smiled and winked in response. They then took a few pre-race mga litrato before extending the tour for one madami hour.
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