I witnessed my first actual drink-driving accident last night.
Cruising down PIE(Tuas) in the first lane, I noticed the car in front of me signalling right. Now, what lane did I say I was in? That's right, I was in the first lane. So if the car in front of me wants to go right, where does he want to go? To the other side of the expressway, where cars are zooming in the opposite direction? So I laughed to myself and decided the driver was stupid.
But Khai [who was pillioning] nudged me and said urgently, "Driver dier mabuk, tukar lane!" I panicked and switched to the second lane as soon as I could. Then I calmed down enough to see that there was a slow-moving vehicle [SMV] a coupla hundred metres infront in lane one, anyway. And by this time I was sceptical that the car was driven by a drunk anyway. So I continued cruising, and this was somewhere around the Eunos exit.
Then I realised that the car, which was still ahead of me, was not changing lanes despite the fact that the SMV was dead ahead. When it was about five metres away, he signalled left and tried to change lanes, but of course, takder space. I watched in horror as he aligned left, but, unable to enter the lane, couldn't brake in time, and banged the back of the SMV, bounced off, and spun ninety degrees to the right, before stopping.
I'm still shaking now, thinking of that horrible scene.
I slowed down, of course, afraid he'd bounce hard enough to enter the second lane and langgar the car infront of me, which would then langgar ME! The car infront of me pulak, I guess nak jadi Good Samaritan or something, he slowed down! And moved to the road shoulder. I don't think he was affected, so I guess he was going to help out. Distracted by this baik-hati car, I almost langgared some black object rolling across the road, IN MY PATH, presumably from the crash. Fortunately I missed it.
As I passed the two affected vehicles, shaking hard enough to dislodge my braces, and sobbing tearlessly, I saw that the back of the SMV was crushed. I was still shaking for like half an hour after that. And too scared to even selit in between cars.
If Khai hadn't told me that driver was drunk, I would have
stayed behind him. Can you imagine? Because I can. And I'm scared witless.
[Okay, actually, logic now kicks in. I would still have spotted the SMV, and I would have switched lanes anyway, to avoid the SMV. But
still. I might have been NEXT TO the car then, and he might have langgared me when he bounced off. Astaghfirullah.]
Friends, enemies, strangers alike: Don't drink and operate heavy machinery. Even better, don't drink at all. Avoid liver failure, damaging precious vehicles, claiming innocent or guilty lives, and embarrassment, above all. Plus, it's dosa! Thank you.