The reason why I don't drive

When I was 17,

I was in a car. It was raining and we were taking our usual route.

and then, something happened.

It look exactly like this. NO!

It's even worse! Because it involved the life & death of living people.

and yes. someone was dead due to the accident.

and me?

Trauma!

After the incident, I was extra-focus & become an extra-safety-first type of person.

I was haunted. Hunted not just by the accident. but by 'something' that related to the accident.

I feel uneasy to reveal the story of "haunted' here. so I skip that part.

Being an extra-safety-first person I am,

Whenever I got into a car with family or friends, I always command*instead of ask* them to

put on their seat belt, slow down their car or watch the road that we'll take in case something dangerous comes up. I can at least alert them..err...right?

and my mother didn't encourage me to drive.

know what, I've once inform her that I am driving to the market that

is not even 3km from my hommy. and she called me every 30 second! funny!

It's not that I can't drive.

I used to be my driving coach's drivers back then. I send him here and there.

I even get a full marks on my JPJ's road exam.

and I did drive at night (walaupun saya rabun malam) under my big brother supervision.

Everyone else may think that driving is easy. Some of you might say ' ek eleh..kecoh la minah ni. driving pon bising. tak tau drive lettew~'

But for me, driving needs your full attention.

Once you crash, there's no turning back.

It's a forever Game Over.

Last but no least,

Don't drink and drive.

rasa macam kempen pulak. hahahaha

p.s. I still have a bit of the trauma inside of me

p.s.s. I still drive. and still trying to get rid of the trauma.