I am here for bragging rights. Yes, they are mine this time. All of them mine to be taken. What happens when you are at an all time low and when there is a New Year coming up and you do not want anything to go negative, no matter how irrelevant or trivial it maybe to your course of progress? I will tell you what happened couple of days back when I came across one such trivial or irrelevant, yet crucial incident for the upcoming New Year.
It was the New Year's day. I was on a road trip. After having completed the day's outing, I was merging into the National highways with a narration to everyone onboard about how I had mastered this stretch of the highway in the nights and how I feel clueless driving/riding on the same stretch during the day. As the banter goes on, we had just merged into the fast lanes and I was focusing on reaching home at the earliest with the winter weather catching up so fast as midnight was fast approaching.
While I always respect the ongoing traffic and do not indulge in any heroics with anyone unless, I repeat unless someone endangers me or the whole lot of people travelling along with their useless and uncouth driving/riding practices. Some call it road rage, but I differ with their view saying Road rage is entirely different and this is instant karma category because, just like everyone else, there is only one Life and this is no video game to let that moron endanger us and let him/her get away with it. Especially after a gruelling 18 years that I have seen, I believe in giving back what I get, be it good or bad.
So, as we had just merged onto the fast lanes, I found a Korean piece of sh!t just come so close to us and take us to the edge of the tarmac and how they kept provoking us purposely to hook us into some racing on public roads. So, I took a deep breath, gave a cold stare at that guy who was at the wheel who was looking at me like the piece of crap from 2017 December. And, that was it. I felt it all over my senses and decided to engage despite knowing we were in an 8-valve powered vehicle while they were in their 16-valve powered vehicle and a much bigger mill. But, who cares when you know the entire stretch by-heart and have spent all the nights driving/riding through it? Also, how can I let such a rear hole get away with it when there was a toddler onboard our vehicle? I am not a fishing saint to let him get away or to remain impotent. When 50 year olds cannot control their temper in Life, why should I or how can I? *Smug of an evil thug*
The massive difference came in the realisation that although we were down by valves and size of the mill, we were ahead by generation in terms of the European supremacy over Korean pieces of crap. Those plastic soap boxes had good acceleration but their useless machinery comes with red line limits and power tapering off at the top end while my European stallion comes equipped with free revving and no red line limits and excellent top end capable of touching more than couple hundred KMPH. I knew I need not push too far because this moron was just a newbie wanting to showoff his Korean crap to be better than the European legend.
We had engaged and I let him take the lead to read his way of driving when he hits traffic or overtaking styles. Then, I teased him with an overtake myself to see how he comes back at us. I kept repeating this few times and I knew the best part of the tarmac suiting top end speeds would be coming at the last part of the highway. I let him take the initial smiles and knew how to claw back at him with the last laugh and a hearty last laugh with all those onboard feeling how useless he was at provoking me.
I watch motorsports extensively and my most favourite part is to know how to use your machinery in its finest way possible. I would have not engaged if there was no danger to us. My intention is to teach such rear holes to not mess with others in the name of having fun because this is the highway and there is simply no room for errors here. Ah, here comes the best part.
That little f@rt was ahead of us and I knew I was one gear stronger and revving at the right limits and the road was only five more lengths away from splitting. This was my time. For all the messing around, it was time for him to pay for it. There was a lane ahead to the left, free from traffic while he was on the lane to overtake a truck and get ahead on the right. His way of driving is to swerve right to left and left to right from the side he overtakes us. After seeing the left lane empty, I let him pass us from the left side knowing he would swerve right to get caught with the slow moving traffic. And. that pea-brained pony did the same.
I chose the extreme left side lane and hit the pedal to the floor without short-shifting and took it all over to 6000rpm to come level with his so called 16-valve crap and turned to look at him and give a cold smug(knowing his crap was tapering off at the top end) and shifted the cog to get clear of him by a mile within the next few seconds to let him look at us disappear and I could see him disappear from my rear view mirror like a bad dream. We still had 100kms to reach home and I drove lik a bau5 slow and steady, taking my lanes and respecting fellow users and giving and taking positions to reach home safe.
That moment I felt like I cannot let even a trivial or irrelevant experience take the negative side in me and there was a huge checklist to be ticked in doing this.
1. Lesson taught to a moron to not mess around on public roads
2. Triumphant feel on a New Year's day
3. Proving that road rage is different from what I had done to him
4. Proving that even an 8-valved European machine is generations ahead of these modern day Korean crap
5. Proving that mere money cannot buy you victories
6. Proving that driving/riding is an art and not just an action you perform with a valid license
7. Success, even in smaller quantities is enough to pump you up(even if it is irrelevant)
8. Never let anyone take advantage of you when you are down
9. Mere speed does not ensure you a win
The list is endless and I have ticked them all and I feel content for having done this without causing any harm or offence to fellow users on that stretch of tarmac because in the name of teaching that moron a lesson, it would be simply insane to put others in danger. I know until I made a mention of the previous aspect, all of you would have thought, "how different are you from that moron?" kind of questions. Relax. It was taken care with utmost care. I let that moron speed away and held my stallion from galloping in other's path. The mistake committed by that moron: Overtaking us and cutting lanes in such a way that I had to go slamming on the brakes.
After reaching home and putting the stallion to rest in its place, I realised that despite having scratched it against the wall exactly at the stroke of midnight, this stallion did not let us down when it mattered and I sat there spending few minutes admiring the curves and the bold stance of this European beauty that has conquered the hearts of many an enthusiast like me and having won accolades in its prime years. The bonding that every enthusiast has with their machinery is something that cannot be won by filthy rich kids who do not even take time to look after their machines. Most off all, I bagged my trophy on the New Year's day. -rPhoenix
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