The beautiful M'sian experience - Pls admit
last week end, i was at the Matrade centre. The car parks there are race track huge! So huge that the lotus club (under the GMship of my Xriding instructor) conducted a 'driving' experience: slalom, handbrake u-turn, drift, u know lah the kinda thrills without the spills...What a beautiful experience buying a RMdunno$ toycar and spins it around a car park for a change
It like buying a Rm150,000 bike and rm15,000 worth of riding gears, pay rm100 fee and break sweat at break neck speed at sepang Or show off a second hand harley fatboy from home to the local RM3.50 char-koay-tiaw stall
Or buying a case of Single Malt just to impress that dastardly vampish chinadoll GRO in THAT karaoke joint!
Or dunno or donneed to work but just surf usj.com.my whole day & night & morning long!
Life's beautiful in Bolehland...semua Boleh! Admit or not?
Yang Bahagia latotupai
in luv with bikes...in lust with AphroditeS AWAS! Suspek is an Avid procurer to myths, lies, legends, folklores, i-ching, rumors, misinformation, cakap-ayam, spɹoʍ uʍop ǝpısdn puɐ˙˙DLL .
p/s Take all the above with a XL salted duck egg, wash down with 2fingers of sodium hypochoride, and suck on to a pebble size tmn negara Rock salt
did I ever state clearly & loudly enough that you sir, are a prince.
ps. So I can only think of the smiles and cheers of the people who stopped from their morning exercise to say hello to wifey and I while we took photos at Taman Tasik Mont Kiara in TTDI just last week.
That was definitely something to be proud of.
And the park is lovely!
The world needs more Canada
Once I was driving near Senawang on a unfamiliar rural road. I missed a turning and had to make a U turn on the narrow road. I can't let my wheels drop off the road cuz the muddy ground was like 6" lower than the road surface. Getting stuck on soft mud isn't my idea of an adventure.
So I attempted the U Turn. A small lorry approached from the opposite direction with some cars in tow. Uh-oh I thought. I'd better let him pass as I'm obstructing him.
And whaddya know, he flashed, slowed and stopped, and the cars trailing him had to stop as well. A dark skinned arm flew out the window and gave the signal to let me complete my U Turn.
Not a honk nor a peep was heard as I completed the difficult turn. I scooted off and waved a thanks to the lorry driver.
If that's not a beautiful Malaysian experience from a macha, I don't know what it is.