Thursday, May 14, 2009
Riders
They speak language that they only know.So the dad sends me to school regularly. Everytime he did that, there'll always something new for me.
Like the other time, I blast my Mp3 to the maximum so I couldnt really hear the sounds from the surronding. I was tappin' my fingers to the random of Just Dance , just when the dad wanted to switch lane to exit Lornie Road, he hit his brake damn hard that it send me pushing my weight body on his back. And I hit my helmet on to his pretty hard which caused a minor crack! 'Cause dad was speedin, obviously.
I calm myself fast and tilted my head to see the clear view of what I could get from that spilt seconds. Supposedly , dad was about to switch lane when the taxi didnt give way and dad's bike almost collided to the blazing Red R1 bike which was in front of him 'cause the taxi closed the gap of which supposedly allowed my dad to switch lane.
It was sucha a shockin' and scary moment for me 'cause it was my first ever encounter of .. i dont know what to call it , near accident event ?
There are couple other stories up my sleeves but that will just be tacked one side. Whenever mum called to ask if I already reached school , I'll never fail to tell her what happened. Sometimes it could be the dad's fault and sometimes other riders/drivers fault.
The dad, he's nuts. The speed limit is usually 90 km/hr, no ? He ususally minimum speed is 110 km/hr. Sometimes, he would even hit 120km/hr. Like how he did it just now. But we were stucked in a massive traffic due to an accident that occured at the road shoulder exit Eng Neo.
I detest traffic jams. Pantat sakit siak duduk atas motor.
But I like it when all the riders stop for traffic light and how they speed up when the light turns green.
Like I said, they speak language that they only know. It's like as if they're racing amongst themselves. At least that's how mum and I say it whenever we remind the dad about his speed limits. It takes him twenty mintues just to send me to school and bout thirty to thirty five mintues to get himself to his work place which is located at Sengkang.
I get chills and I love the adrenaline rush whenever my dad speeds or make his smoooth cornering.
But what I dont like is, he rides so fast that I always the first to reach. Im always thirty mintues earlier for classes. And what do I do within that time ?
I read. Ya. I fuckin' read. And I have finished my favourite book of the year!!
Thanks to Lydia who got me that book as a birthday present. That will be told the next time.
... ride with wind
