Me, my car and the game

History repeated itself.
This is the story of a boy, namely - me, his car - Ferrari Kancil Ex850 and the game of futsal.

It was a couple of years ago, when the grads of KYUEM '06 planned out a reunion for the class. We were to have it our way, that is by playing futsal together. The joyous event was to be held in Shah Alam, near K-Day's place.

Everything was going smoothly before the event. Couple of my friends and I were to travel from Bangi that eventful night. At the time, we were in a LITTLE bit of rush because we were a LITTLE late from schedule. You guys might be guessing - "Why were they late?" I'll start by answering "I don't remember and I believe it is not that important to tell" because....what is more important was the consequences.

I drove my Kancil as fast as I could, pushing not only my limit, but also the car. I don't really remember what was the speed of the car at that time, but just four your information, in my driving life, my Ferrari Kancil had reached 150km/h at least. I love the game and missing one would be a nightmare.

So, from Bangi to Sg. Besi. From Sg. Besi to Seputeh. From Seputeh, to Federal Highway passing through PJ, then Subang and at last Shah Alam. This is when the real story start....

I was not very far from my destination, and believe me, I was going to reach it in time when the car started moving awkwardly and at last, stopped in the middle of the highway. The car was out of gas. Long story short I missed the game. Nightmare!

Today something similar happened.

My friends and I were to play futsal at 10pm. I was at PJ that evening and I planned to start driving to Bangi for the game after the Maghrib prayer. And guess what? The car suddenly release white smoke from the hood in the middle of the congested people-coming-back-from-work-road just before Maghrib. This time the radiator broke. I have to wait for two long hours before the tow truck arrived. This is the most awful April Fool's joke I had.

What is the problem between the car and the game? Why it had to be before the game? Like I said, history repeated itself, in a very unique way indeed.

Luckily this time, I managed to borrow my mother's Citra and sped my way for some futsal. I would not face the same nightmare twice.

At the end of the day, I was happy because I got to play the game but at the same time I was a little anxious with the car. It cost me RM600 3 weeks ago due to almost the same reason and I don't know how much it is going to cost me this time.
Needless to say, Money what makes my head goes around(upside down).