black beast vs little terror

It's been ages since my last babble. While many things have happened everyday but nothing so significant to rave about.

Oh except possibly the fact that I've got a new little baby. Yes I've done and turned my back on my black beast of a 4x4 and traded it in for a little red chilli padi. I've bought myself a new car!! For those of you know me well, this is quite a surprise because I was really quite attached to that black beast, the five hour wash and wax jobs I lavished on that monster every other weekend was sweet sickness. But the beast was cursed since day one. The day I drove down to her pick up from bloody C&C I was already pained to see that lousy C&C didn't do a very nice wash job, they left millions of swirl marks all over the black paint work to a new car. Then within the week some dickless wonder coined the beast for no apparent reason besides the fact that it was new, shiny and very much a beauty on the road. Then within the year of our partnership, some fool of a black RX300 rear-ended the beast on the CTE and a long legal case ensued before the beast and I were vindicated and aptly rewarded by the fools who obviously can't drive to save their lives. I mean seriously, when there is a jam and everyone is stopped dead on the road surely that means that you shouldn't be slamming down on your accelerator. Morons!! Any way after that long legal tussle, the beast and I haven't shared the same bond since. It all came to naught when I laid my eyes on the new swift sport. Such a sweet little package of unadulterated fun. I couldn't help but test drive the little beauty, even if I felt like I was cheating on the beast. But I was sold, the little terror was so sweet, full of verve and ohh so loud, she screams all the way to redline heaven!

So I washed and waxed the beast for the last time in Nov 06 and we said our goodbyes. It was tough to see the beast go, we struggled with Singapore's conjested roads for too long and just as the beast was getting tired and worn, we took a much needed road trip up to Kuantan and she made me smile again. Steady power and such stamina, it was smooth sailing all the way for that road trip. But it was time to call it a day, two years was a very short time but it was filled with memories, some good and some bad. So now I'm hooning in a little red hatch which I have fondly called paddy or LT (little terror). I can't tell you how much fun I've been having, except that on some occasions, I have missed the beast. The Jan weather when the skies opened up and dumped what must have been more water than we have seen in a decade or two, well little paddy had to be careful where we tread. But I couldn't help thinking about the black beast, she would have ploughed through it all flooded roads, muddy tracks or gravel and unpaved tracks... to the beast, I do miss you so. Roll on...