The Bumper Car Incident

My brother, Josh had bought a second-hand Toyota Starlet for his long distance commuting which encapsulates any distance that measures beyond the neighbourhood of Choa Chu Kang but no further than Johor Bahru. (Occasionally, it goes further. But that's besides the point.)

More recently, his car had been involved in an unfortunate series of minor accidents. Even more unfortunate, repairs done on his car have not been very well done. Just weeks back, after returning from the mechanic, (He had lent the car to a friend and it "kissed" from behind.) the car blew off its exhaust silencer. Apparently the mechanic had not checked his car thoroughly. Fortunately, repairs were covered by insurance. So he didn't need to fork out money for repairs. Unfortunately, it was the festive period and everyone was not at work. So his car sounded like it had been zhnged (fyi: zhng = souped up; -ed: past tense) with a really powerful turbo.

I thought it worked pretty well to for a guy like him. I mean, he's somewhat of a beng. And for Singapore roads, turbo is nice for showing off, but it's really only good for racing to the next traffic light a hundred metres away, not to mention that it is a red light there. With turbo, the car is fierce, but that's all. One must still abide the traffic rules. So without the silencer, Josh's car sounded fierce on Singapore roads and that served its purpose.

Right after the silencer had been fixed, his car got into another minor accident again. That sort of made him rather frustrated with a hint of grovelling in self-pity. Talk about arse luck.

Even more recently, the "GT" logo came off from some part of his car and it landed on the bar counter at home.

Somehow I'm having this impression that his Toyota Starlet is gradually falling apart. Maybe he should have gotten a first-hand Korean car in the first place, as advised by Ken. But I guess Josh could take consolation that I don't have a driving licence...