Being young...

A few years back, I was test driving a friend's car. Sebelum dia pergi ke luar negara dan tak mahu balik atas sebab-sebab tertentu, yang penting dia masih hidup. I need her to be alive at least and she'll be back.


Hari itu, hari jadi dia yang ke- lapan belas. Her dad, bought her a fancy yellow color sports car and I was the first to give it a try.

Waktu itu aku masih muda, sukakan kelajuan. Cuma bezanya, pada hari jadi aku yang ke lapan belas, ayah aku tak belikan aku sebuat kereta sport yang fancy but still what he gave me was good enough to keep me alive while driving. It is proven, the car played it's part very well.

I drove her to the north, as if I was running from something... Faster, faster and faster. Dalam kelajuan itu dia pandang aku dengan riak muka separuh takut.

"Your love for speed will cost you your life".

Aku degil. I answered her:

"What about now?".

Muka dia pucat, I was playing with her life and mine, that explained the pale face. (Tiba-tiba teringat "Pale Fire" oleh Nabokov, tapi itu cerita lain).

Now, a couple of years after she said that, I still have the love for speed. 

And few days ago it almost cost me my life. Almost.

Itu tandanya aku masih muda kan? Wtf, I am young!