Was driving to dinner in the evening and came to a stop a few cars away from the traffic light. I was on the right lane.

Suddenly a motorbike in almost full throttle zoomed by the left side of my Enzo. A Malay boy was on the bike. The road was still wet after rain.

His rear wheel was skidding all over the place. The back of his bike was swerving left and right, engine still in full throttle. It banged the sedan to his left, then another sedan to his right and then a 4WD on his left again before his bike decided to throw him off sending him crashing onto the road, as if he had failed to hang on to a rodeo ride. All this happened in the blink of an eye.

He got up, lifted his bike and started pushing his bike to the left side of the road, engine still in full throttle. Maybe someone should have taught him to kill the switch. The driver of the 4WD lowered his window, apparently, maybe, was asking the boy if he was okay. He continued pushing his bike, throttle was still on.

By that time, the traffic light already turned green. A car or two started honking. So everybody drove on slowly, the cars on the left lane overtook him with their right signal lights on.

Just as the car in front of me passed him by, a head jutted out from the window, spat on him and sped off…

Poor chap must have been mistaken for Mat Cemerlang.