Crashed CNY

Surprisingly, i didn't took much photos during this CNY. Okay, i wanted to continue blogging my Bangkok trip but i will take me some time to edit those photos. So, i will just tell you what happened during my CNY eve.

Be prepared, for my long story.

Just before CNY, my dad's hometown, Segamat(Johor) was hit by a massive flood. At first, I thought that we couldn't go back to hometown for reunion dinner. The flood condition was really bad that time.

But then, some relatives called dad just few days  before CNY and told him that the flood water level is lowering and they are now cleaning the house. And, dad decided that we will stick to the plan and will be going back to Johor for reunion.

So, off we go, back to hometown. But we took another alternative route back to hometown this time, because the flood destroyed the bridge which connecting to our hometown. And this alternative route took us longer time to reach, which 4 hours+.

An hour after we entered the kampung area, and there's a T junction. Dad signaled to turn right into the junction. And, when dad almost finish his turning, there's a motor appear from nowhere and banged into our car.

At the left side behind.

It was so obvious that this motorcyclist was speeding crazily fast. If not, how could he bang our car so badly?

I bet not much people out there believe my car was banged by a motor, after seeing our car.

The whole rear mirror was shattered. And also, the left side behind mirror of course.

Plus, a flat tyre.

It was really lucky that we are not hurt, except my youngest sister got a small wound near the neck, because of the broken glasses. But, the motorcyclist, a young malay guy,was hurt badly, i would say very badly.

He was unconscious after he banged into our car. Fainted and laying in a pool of blood. Then, ambulans came, police came and etc. The accident occured in a malay village. Therfore, many malays stopped by and watched and kehpoh.

After replacing the flat tyre, our car were still able to move. Of course, we went and reported to the police station nearby, few hours wasted there.

Luckily, the police didn't detained our car and we are free to go. It was hard to decide that time, wheather to continue our journey to Johor or back to Kajang. Of course , i would wanted to go home so badly. But, according to dad, it was safer that we continue the journey to hometown(nearer), rather than risking back to Kajang. Because without the rear mirror, and the going-to-rain weather, it was so risky to go back to Kajang.

So, we die die also must go back Johor, wheather you like it or not.

And there goes another nightmare...

The day is getting darker, almost 7pm. Suddenly, a car behind us overtook us. And a malay women shouted something at us.

At first, it was hard to get what she was saying. But then, i somehow managed to understand her that she shouted, "Tayar pamcit!"

Dad quickly stopped the car beside the road. The left behind tyre was punctured! And that was the spare tyre which we replaced it just now. But we can't just stop our car there, because the day is getting darker and it was forest surrounding. And there are 4 girls in the car, it is just too dangerous! 

And i don't know what coincidence was that, my uncle was on the way back from Kuantan and he saw us beside the road. So, we got into uncle's car. Dad said, the tyre might be able to survive until grandma's house because now we have reduced the car's weight after we went into uncle's car.

So, dad just drove the car alone until grandma's house, and we followed his car behind in uncle's car.

Finally, we reached gradma's house safely. Everybody hugged us, and i nearly cried. It was really so nightmare for me to been through such a worst day.

Then, with the help of my Johor's cousin. They went to the nearest tyre shop get another new tyre to replace the flat one. It was really lucky that there are still tyre shop which  are open during CNY eve night.

Then, my cousins also helped us to plastered a big piece of plastic bag at thr rear mirror, as the replacement of the broken mirror. So that, our car woundn't be so "open air".

But this piece of plastic bag was blew away on our way back to Kajang the next day. Not strong enough to withstand the wind.

Imagine yourself, we travelled back to Kajang the next day with this badly banged car. Without the rear mirror behind, every car on the highway was looking at us. Embarrassing! Not to mention it was so hot where the sun directly shine into our 'open air' car.

My worst nightmare ever!!

Few days later, Sarjan called dad and told that the motorcyclist just recovered of consciousness from coma. You can imagine how badly he was hurt. And Sarjan also told that the motorcyclist was rushing to work, and probably why he was speeding.