dropped my mum's car at the service centre today for servicing. i maintain that it's not my car cos they can take it away from me anytime. saw a coupe version of the same model. it's fierce can.. got a v6 engine underneath that hood. how come din she get that one, dammit?
well, i'll just make do with wat i have n get the coupe's body kit to fake people. not that the initiated will be fooled that easily. now this car looks even more wrong. still a comfy ride, though.
spent almost the rest of the entire day with yim. got to drive his van for the second time(that time at wt's carpark doesn't count) n became his personal ahmad for half the day. manual's so much better. how come all the idiot cars in the family are automatic crapshits...
he took over his ride for the sdam road. i had about enough time to engage the seatbelt, then his takometer went ballistic. i think they designed the van's cockpit to be spacious to ensure that the front passenger has enough space to get thrown about with drivers the likes of yim. i dread to think wat'd happen when he gets his hands on a sports car. when we reached his place, he did a drift at the roundabout. knn...
later in the night i borrowed my brother's key for a little spin. he knows bout it this time. anyway he's not as attached to his car as i am to my bike. he willingly lent it to me. well, i dun whack it(much) anyway, so he has nothing(much) to worry about. i figure if yim doesn't get the key under any circumstances, no major overhaul will be needed.
we were travelling down some road in tampines when we started debating about the twin scroll turbo. i said with it i wouldn't need to downshift to take off and leave other drivers to fight for second position. he said otherwise.
only one way to settle this.
we waited for the roadblocks(in this car all others r considered as such) to clear away from my lane, and, with the rpm range below 2000, i floored it.
yim:879283642050862986429347, me:0
he knocked his head on the headrest though. when wt got into the car she found it a little small. er, hello, me n yim r not exactly smaller-sized than her can.. if she thinks it's small, well... anyway, it's called a mini for a reason.
she also commented that the ride is boring, but i din wanna push the car cos it's just finished running in, n i'm a peaceful driver most of the time. sometimes.
at some point during the boring ride she asked yim wat this latch in the car was. i couldn't see cos i was driving, but yim suddenly got damn anxious n asked her not to mess with it. then he did something on his side of the vehicle in order to explain. 2 seconds after that i had to brake for a traffic light n had a near-death experience.
the front passenger seat slammed down can!
she was fiddling with my latch can!
i almost saw the white light can!
n i found out she doesn't know the meaning of knn or nbccb. me n yim din enlighten her though.
well, i'll just make do with wat i have n get the coupe's body kit to fake people. not that the initiated will be fooled that easily. now this car looks even more wrong. still a comfy ride, though.
spent almost the rest of the entire day with yim. got to drive his van for the second time(that time at wt's carpark doesn't count) n became his personal ahmad for half the day. manual's so much better. how come all the idiot cars in the family are automatic crapshits...
he took over his ride for the sdam road. i had about enough time to engage the seatbelt, then his takometer went ballistic. i think they designed the van's cockpit to be spacious to ensure that the front passenger has enough space to get thrown about with drivers the likes of yim. i dread to think wat'd happen when he gets his hands on a sports car. when we reached his place, he did a drift at the roundabout. knn...
later in the night i borrowed my brother's key for a little spin. he knows bout it this time. anyway he's not as attached to his car as i am to my bike. he willingly lent it to me. well, i dun whack it(much) anyway, so he has nothing(much) to worry about. i figure if yim doesn't get the key under any circumstances, no major overhaul will be needed.
we were travelling down some road in tampines when we started debating about the twin scroll turbo. i said with it i wouldn't need to downshift to take off and leave other drivers to fight for second position. he said otherwise.
only one way to settle this.
we waited for the roadblocks(in this car all others r considered as such) to clear away from my lane, and, with the rpm range below 2000, i floored it.
yim:879283642050862986429347, me:0
he knocked his head on the headrest though. when wt got into the car she found it a little small. er, hello, me n yim r not exactly smaller-sized than her can.. if she thinks it's small, well... anyway, it's called a mini for a reason.
she also commented that the ride is boring, but i din wanna push the car cos it's just finished running in, n i'm a peaceful driver most of the time. sometimes.
at some point during the boring ride she asked yim wat this latch in the car was. i couldn't see cos i was driving, but yim suddenly got damn anxious n asked her not to mess with it. then he did something on his side of the vehicle in order to explain. 2 seconds after that i had to brake for a traffic light n had a near-death experience.
the front passenger seat slammed down can!
she was fiddling with my latch can!
i almost saw the white light can!
n i found out she doesn't know the meaning of knn or nbccb. me n yim din enlighten her though.
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