Cars, Cars, Cars!

My father did the unthinkable and bought me a brand new bad-ass set of wheels for my 25th birthday.

Yeah...... right !!!

Not even on a chilly winter day in Hell ..... ;-p

Dozer

Seriously tho'.... we both have joint custody of the new 'car'. It running on diesel and all, Dozer is going to be way, way, cheaper on the wallet than my first love : Ol' Betsy (the gas-guzzling 20+ yr old byeotch of a machine).

Ol' Betsy

She takes forever to get started (at least 3-4 twist of the ignition everytime) and the body is SO heavy that you can barely do 160-180 on the highway before everything in the car starts rattling while Betsy starts coughing like a WW1 veteran who's ill with TB. At least she's superb for hounding annoying Protons and Perodua's off the fast lane on the highway tho'...once she's up to speed she's like a battering ram cum war tank.... unstoppable and invincible !

Mac-Daddy!

The jewel in the auto-family however, is my Da's Z3.... the car that I one would one day, hopefully inherit ! (God-willing)

Every weekend it's the same story... father and son would be fighting over the car keys to this hot ride like two kids just out of kindergarten.... then again, it sure is a babe-magnet so you can forgive two grown men (one in his late-50s nonetheless) fighting over who gets to drive it during the weekend, non ?

;-)