It might be a wee bit early for me to have a new blog. But considering my mishaps and ill-fortunes in the last 48 hours, the silent, evil call of exerting my frustration on the virtual world of digital age is just simply too much to resist. And since I have the spare time (not actually spare, but just a few minutes to kill), I guess I might as well succumb to the waning sounds of persuasion that my heart ravages upon me.
It all started in the beautiful Sunday morning. After all, it had rained the night before to a temperature that soothes the senses of your body. Plus I have the plesent company of my old boys in the 'hood' = budak Parit Buntaq. So that morning, I was going to leave to my fiancee's house, as we were planning to go to her uncle's place. After all, he's one of the officers in the Perak Islamic Department, and will be helping out in her registration to be married to your truly. And so, after warm 'goodbye's and 'see ya later's, I was already going to head out for an hour's journey.
As soon as I backed up the car to leave my friend's house, DANG IT! The right front tyre was stuck in the mud. Apparently the rain did not just made a number on me, but on the soil as well. I had known that the soil in front of his hourse is slightly soft, but this was wayyyyyyyyy past 'slightly'. And so, after a few presses on the gas pedal to rev up the car, all I had accomplished is sinking the tyre further deep towards the Earth. A couple more revs, and the front spoiler would be grazing against the road tar, and I'm pretty sure that will not bode well with my soon-to-be-wife. In fact, she called asking for my current whereabouts, since I'm supposed to be there at 10am. Guess I'll be late.......big time
Time for some creative solutions. Therefore, I used the car jack (which in fact was the first time that the jack was used ever since she bought the car), and tilted the car up in order to fill the void on the ground with rocks. Not only that, we even had a sack placed underneath the tyre in order to prevent it from slipping. As I went back into the car, all I could do is pray thatmy efforts were not in vain.
Well, one could only hope. And with that, the left front tyre is now the one that's slipping. Hence, we have to do the exact same thing all over again to the left tyre. And guess what.......after that, the right tyre slipped again. Oh well, back to square one, it seems.
So, for the third time (and the second time for the right tyre), we jacked up the car and put more rocks underneath it. Unfortunately again, to go against nature, it is just a losing battle, and the right tyre is still slipping. And by then, we're just simply our of energy to tango with the car jack for a fourth dance.
Thank God (or should I smack my friend in the forehead for his late ideas), my friend finally called his friend nearby, and he is available. So, with his car's help, and his trusty rope, we managed to pull the car out of the muddy ditch. And all they asked is that I pay for the car wash for his car, as his car was tainted with muddy soil as he was being a good Samaritan in getting my car out from the mud.
Well, one could only hope. And with that, the left front tyre is now the one that's slipping. Hence, we have to do the exact same thing all over again to the left tyre. And guess what.......after that, the right tyre slipped again. Oh well, back to square one, it seems.
So, for the third time (and the second time for the right tyre), we jacked up the car and put more rocks underneath it. Unfortunately again, to go against nature, it is just a losing battle, and the right tyre is still slipping. And by then, we're just simply our of energy to tango with the car jack for a fourth dance.
Thank God (or should I smack my friend in the forehead for his late ideas), my friend finally called his friend nearby, and he is available. So, with his car's help, and his trusty rope, we managed to pull the car out of the muddy ditch. And all they asked is that I pay for the car wash for his car, as his car was tainted with muddy soil as he was being a good Samaritan in getting my car out from the mud.
This was after the first jack. It was way deeper at first
After the 3rd wrestle, we finally gave up
So, I finally reached my fiancee house at 3pm - a 5 hour delay. But they knew about the situation, and they are totally supportive with my condition and state at the time.
Owh, did the title say 'CARS' with an 's'? That means the story didn't end there...
On our way back to KL on Monday, it began to pour heavily from Ipoh onwards. And believe it, when it poured, it really did a number on us. However, I don't think it was us that really got it. Somewhere after Tapah, I was just being overtaken by an Avanza (at least I think it was an Avanza), and then came the next suspending moments.
Just about 200m after the guy had overtook me, suddenly his car spun real bad. I think he did a 2 3/4 turns on the road. And there I was, looking at the guy mimicing a spinning top. My fiancee was definitely in a state of frenzy. And frankly, so was I. But in things like this, you just have to keep your cool, or you'll end up just like him......or worse. So, here I was, gently stepping on the brakes, while steadily swerve my steering wheel slightly to the left. Praise be to God, he didn't spun onto my lane, and he didn't hit the road dividers. And from the looks of the other cars behind me, I believe that everyone made it with a breeze. Had the guy spun off course, things might turn out to be rather ugly. Sorry guys, no pictures this time. Hey! I may be an aggresive driver, but I ain't a stupid one.
And so, my memories with cars this weekend was certainly not all sweet and roses, but all in all, I;m just glad that I reached my home safe, unscratched and unharmed.
Fins ara




