A Close Shave

It was very kind of Boss to give us a ride and it was almost 9 o'clock, and it was dark. Anyway, due to the heavy traffic he dropped us along Eunos Road and he headed towards Bedok. Therefore, Sobi and I had to walk a short distance to Eunos MRT station.

We were on the zebra crossing when a god damned son-of-a-bitch rushing to hell motorist zoomed right past our faces. And it wasn't like as if we have not started crossing, we were on the zebra-crossing, I empahsise.

My heart skipped a beat and of course I screamed.

If we were to step an inch further or half a second quicker, both of us might be in the hospital or ... by now. (choy! choy! choy!)

It is damn scary. I think that riding a motorcycle can be pretty dangerous. And speeding makes it all the more horrible.

*Evil thought* - to the rider, "If you wanna die then go die yourself. Don't knock down innocent pedestrians and make them die with you. Mother-Farker!"
Like I described, it was dark and the motorist was riding way too fast so we could not catch his number plate.

I wonder... What the hell was his problem? I'll really like to burn his bike & kick his blardy arse.