Death wish on two wheels

Riding a motorcycle is so easy which even young kids can pick it up. Therein lies a problem. Even after flourishing up, most upon motorcycles continue to behave like young kids upon our roads. we THINK a bravest Malaysians have been motorcyclists. If ever there were people who giggle in a face of danger upon a every day basis, it would be them. And Im articulate about your standard Joe motorcyclists here, not your unusual mat rempit, who wouldnt recognize danger even if it came true during them in a form of a large oil tanker. Each time they set out upon a journey, a motorcyclists in this country, be it in a cities or tiny towns as well as kampungs, contend with all demeanour of potential discomfort as well as risks to their personal safety. There have been a exhaust fumes from other vehicles, a skinny covering of dirt which inevitably lines a face after a prolonged ride, not to discuss a feverishness as well as a rain.And then there have been a cars, buses as well as trucks which a millions of motorcyclists share a highway with, any with a motorist possessing a thoughts of his own which is not indispensably in agreement with others in counts such as a right of approach as well as a principles of safe driving. At this point, we might sound like a ragged as well as weary motorcyclist who has been there, though Im not. we have been a motorist of cars for a final twenty-five years, preferring a enhanced levels of safety as well as joy of these vehicles over which of motorcycles. Thats not to contend Ive never ridden one. we went to a internal university in a 1980s, as well as there were some-more or less two categorical modes of float during such places motorcycles as well as bipedal locomotion. If we attended Universiti Pertanian Malaysia (now known as Universiti Putra Malaysia) like we did, we had to contend with a huge, sprawling campus which included thousands of hectares of rural land. Your every day schedule involved lots of upon foot as well as in my initial year, we walked kilometres to as we! ll as fr om class, as well as kilometres some-more to a fields, farms as well as plantations. In a second year, a single of my classmates bought a motorcycle, as well as he was kind enough to let me float pillion. In a midst of all of this, we got turn to trying my palm during learning to handle one. And consternation of wonders, getting a cling to of your standard kapchai was not too difficult, with certainty fast flourishing after a couple of hours during it. No, thats not utterly right. Actually, your overconfidence fast grows after a couple of hours during it. Thats probably partial of a reason since in rural areas, we can see kids roving around upon motorcycles its so easy to learn, even young kids can do it. But distinct those kampung kids, we didnt unequivocally get in to motorcycles for a little reason or another. So a occasions when we borrowed a single to go somewhere were couple of as well as distant between. In fact, we remember a final time we did that. It was during a initial couple of days of a brand new division as well as classes hadnt proposed yet. There were a bunch of us who motionless to go to Sri Serdang, a municipality adjacent to UPM, for lunch. Police presence was minimal in those days, so UPM students would go about upon their motorcycles without helmets. We were students after all though some-more importantly, we were young, reticent as well as full of bravado. we did not get in to an collision as well as pound my skull (obviously), though upon a approach behind as well as in my haste to keep up with my some-more daredevil friends, we essentially overshot in to a oncoming lane of a highway during a single particular bend. we slowed down as well as managed to manoeuvre a motorcycle onto a side of a road, prior to braking to a stop. Soon after, a train come barrelling turn as well as it strike me. No, not a bus, though a realisation: That if my minor misadventure had occurred only about fifteen seconds later, it would have been a vital disaster. we would have been a train metal cover o! rnament. we rode behind slow after which as well as never again rode a motorcycle ex-cept as pillion rider. Call me chicken droppings or a little such thing, though we consider we can contend with a certain degree of certainty which it has been a great decision. Why? Because Im still alive with all physique tools intact as well as functioning, as well as since every day for a final twenty-five years of driving upon our roads, we see a same arrange of life-endangering risk-taking between too most motorcyclists. Unfortunately, we expect to continue saying it over a foreseeable future. Allow me to contend this: we believe we have saved a lives of not a couple of by a unwavering bid upon my partial in looking out for motorcyclists, to a border of anticipating stupid as well as suicidal highway poise (Im being kind here) as well as essentially negligence down as well as getting out of a way, even when we have a right of way, well prior to such poise is acted out. You know who we are. And theres no need to appreciate me. Raslan Sharifs young kids will sense to float a motorcycle only over his passed body
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