Picking your spots

Sigh. Coping with the my new job as a copy writer, i haven't had much steam to write at all. I believe it stems from the fact that i now have to write everyday, haha. But having raced 3 cars in the last 2 days warrants an entry for everyone on this dying blog. The story begins.

The Story
Once upon a time, in a place known only to some as Kuala Lumpur, a man lived there. His name was 'the Kiler'. He was not a known man, nor was he popular by any means. He lives his life recklessly, upon the road tax dollars pay for.

Rules are for him to defy. He runs through traffic lights, ignoring the concerns and safety of others. He is by definition "cool". Yea that's right, he is a model citizen. (Of course most of you know i am only joking, for the most part.)

Known for being killed by other racers in faster cars, the Killer continues to strive to win. Thankfully, there is a brain between his ears which assures victory through intelligence, rather than violence!

On his way to work with his mighty steed, he encounters a rare spiritually strong individual. Knowing full well the challenge could end in disaster the Killer and his mighty Chin Chin La start their prowl. Their prey is none other than a whtie Impreza WRX with a STI sticker.

Knowing full well the WRX was impeded by the cars in front of him, i struck by getting annoyingly close to his rear bumper. With nothing he could do about it, i could sense his displeasure with me and the car in front.

Finally making his way past the slow traffic, he proceeded to engage boost. He lost me quite easily with his boxer 4 turbo. Not being one to give up i continued to pursue my prey. Making an error in judgement, he stepped on his brakes allowing me to close the distance between us. Obviously unfamiliar with the road, i managed to torture him with the knowledge that "i was king of this road and i know how to use it."

Unable to lose me again before a long right hand turn, the WRX was seemingly unhappy. Knowing full well the limits of my Chin Chin La, i pressed on edging closer and closer to his bumper. With my turn lift, turn accelerate technique, we quickly approached 120km/h around a bend i would normally only take at 100km/h.

Clearing the bend the real chaos began. Opening on to the straight, the WRX hit full stride decimating the competition (me :[ ). Much to my dismay, i lumbered on to work. I only wished i had the power to continue what would have been an eventful race.

Well the other stories shall come another time. I need rest and to play my neglected PS2. Call me nerd, jerk, boring or whatever, but i am making full use of my PS2. So, nyeh!