It’s been an eventful day. Spent time with the present and future EWL Alumni members for tea when I received a text message informing that I had to give a speech at another location in Ijok. So I rushed back home. As I was driving, a call came in from Ijok to inform me of the issues I had to tackle and the venue. Suddenly, I saw the figures of traffic policemen, frantically waving me to a halt. So, the usual routine commenced. I took out my driver’s licence and NRIC and passed to the officer. He read my name on the licence and asked me how I am, how my father is, where I work and all that. Then he let me off.
I arrived home at 6.30pm, quickly rushed to shower. By 7.30pm, I left home…this time in my Proton Saga again. Traffic outbound from USJ was crap. I sent a text to my friend, Jim Penn, telling him that the road was filled with f**kwits and pu****s while I sped to get onto the northbound highway.
Initially, this Honda VTEC was in front of me and refused to yield. He accelerated. I tailgated him. Then it was an uphill climb after the Kota Damansara junction..time for me to change down, accelerate and change up again. I left him smelling my smoke. I passed the Sungai Buloh junction doing 170km/h. Then in front of me was another Proton Saga…all souped up, with its arse 5 feet above the ground and an exhaust that I can put both my legs into. I had to slow down…and this guy refused to give way. I went to his left, accelerated, and he did the same. I went into the slow lane (left most) and slammed down the pedal…leaving this guy behind as he frantically tried to keep pace with me but to no avail.
As I passed this lorry on my left, I looked into the rear view mirror and saw the silhouette of a Proton Waja giving me a chase. I floored my accelerator pedal. For more than a minute this jerk tried to keep up with me…then I saw the flash of two blue beacons on its roof. Still I sped, thinking they were after someone else. Then the patrolman hailed me on his loudspeaker asking me to pull over. I complied.
Both of them got out..the driver extremely furious. Maybe all that training and he still couldn’t match my skills, I thought to myself. The driver asked me if that was how I was trained to drive. I said Yes. He couldn’t believe his ears and asked me which bast*rd taught me to drive like that and I told him my instructors did when I underwent the VIP Close Protection Course when I was in the Air Force. He asked me for my NRIC and driver’s licence, bellowing to me that this is not a compoundable offence and it means I would have to go to court. I just said OK.
His partner took my NRIC and started writing the summon. The driver read the name on the licence. Then, as if in disbelieve, put the liecence near the patrol car’s headlight to read my name. Then his tone changed and asked me where I was going. I told him I was on my way to Ijok to give a speech. He immediately told his partner to make my summon a compoundable one and to write quickly as I had to go to Ijok. He apologised because his partner had already begun to write the summon and there was no way he could cancel it. I reminded them they were just doing their job.
Summon in my hand, I shook their hands and thanked them for doing their job and got back into my Saga. They went off. I followed a few seconds later, and later, sped, overtook and left them behind as I turned off at the Rawang junction.
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