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One night, I was driving along a narrow road, trying to avoid paying toll. I’d just returned from my eldest son’s university, and had given him enough food to fuel his brain throughout his finals.

‘Cepat! Nak tengok Madagascarrrr..’ my younger sons cried. So I obliged.

It was a dark, late night… My eyelids were drooping… Sigh, I’m an old man you see.

Motorcycle come,
I swerve
I hit motorcycle,
divider..

Divider punctures the car
Right in the middle,
all the way to the back.

All were pinned, in the car. Remember secondary Physics? The glass breaks into circular shapes, very difficult to shatter, especially from the outside.

From the inside, it’s not so difficult… Because my 3-year-old cousin superman-ed out, and basically skidded on his buttock right into a drain.

The moral of the story is :

1)      Make sure your car has FREEGIN AIRBAGS, ABS, and all that shit.

2)      Stick to the main highways, especially at night. The kampong roads have ‘kerbau’ crossing, road-kill carcasses, the rare elephant crossing, snakes (my dad saw a king cobra on the road), and sometimes, the ‘kerbau’ sleep right in the middle of the road.

3)      DON’T RUSH. Especially for Madagascar. padah

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