What a blast!

I spent a harrowing wind blasting trip back home from Kervin's Father and Son bbq bdae bash. Shouzi's motorcycle ride was freezing yet fun. With a touch of nervousness, i clambered on top of the pillion seat only to hear that he hadn't pillion anyone yet on this bike.

Mind you. This was my second time on a bike, the first being a harmless 10 minute ride to Tp central. You can imagine the amount of anxiety.

But i made it, though nearly frozen at the end of the 90 km/h ride through CTE and narrowly missing a taxi driven by a old man.

Rides like these really make you feel alive. Everything matters when you are riding down a road at 90km/h with no thin metal around you.

I still love my car though.