THE real life FAST AND FURIOUS FRANCHISE
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Good day lovely community, i believe we all are having an awesome week so far, it's been quite a busy week for me offline but i'm happy i do find time to visit the blockchain occasionally.
Let me share with you today a life threatening situation I found myself some time around 2020.
If you are a car owner or you can drive any form of locomotives be it a car, bus, bicycle or even a wheelbarrow, you would know that there is something fun and enticing when it comes to driving at a high speed. I don't know why driving on high speed brings so much joy than crawling with your vehicle or motorcycle.
I mean, 80kmph is my initial velocity when i'm on my steering.
I always tell myself that i'm not over speeding even when i hit 120 kmph on the meter as long as i know i'm still in control of the vehicle and everything has not gotten out of hands.
But trust me, speeding or over speeding is only safe when the right person does it. the right person probably someone who is mentally and psychologically sound and vibrant and not under the administration of a careless driver.
During the covid 19 pandemic, i was at home one faithful day having my peaceful lockdown until i received an urgent call from my uncle who needed an urgent help as his wife was going to put to birth and he needed some to quickly run some errands for him as he would be busy in the hospital.
It was a good news for us so without wasting time, i quickly dressed up and boarded a motorcycle. "oga I am in a haste" I need to get to the next local government IMMEDIATELY" this was me instructing the cyclist man and the hausa man replied " bah da waha kuma Allah yahisa mu" which means you don't have any problem with that, in allah we trust!.
brao, i didn't know this was where my life would have ended o if not for God. The motorcycle started moving already before the hausa man even turned it on, are you joking with speed?!.
We drove until the bike began to fly because, we were no longer on wheels.
my buttons in front of my shirt cut and turned my shirt into a parachute on the bike because of what?
I didn't see any vehicle that drove past us that afternoon because we were overtaking everything overtakable.
At a point i wanted to tell the driver to please reduce the speed but immediately i opened my mouth in attempt to say "Sir," saliva came out of my mouth and drew a straight line through my left ear and down to the back of my head because of what?
At this point I was already scared in fact i almost regretted calling this particular bike man because the distance between I and death was just a stone throw.
Don't laugh o, this was a life threatening situation another think that shocked me is when we overtook a fuel tanker on the road and the hausa bike man warned the driver of the tanker to stop driving rubbish.
Ahh you dey whine?
To summarize the whole story I am so grateful to God for being alive today after such a hilarious and life threatening situation with a hausa bike man and lastly please, let us drive responsibly because life is the most precious stone we have today, if we loose it, we do not have a spare.
SAY NO TO OVER SPEEDING.π
