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For the past week, my parents have been alternatingly sending and fetching me from work. Considering that I'm based at the most congested (and convenient) area, having a tiny car is such an advantage. However, drivers tend to associate small sized cars with freshly certified drivers i.e. P-drivers. So to be bullied on the road when driving my little Kelisa is a norm.

A few weeks back, I was asked whether I wanted to do anything to the car. I have already gotten tired of its colour and in my mind I thought a bright colour would give a fresh look to the car. After consulting with my folks, I realised that changing the colour of the car would be very troublesome because it has already been registered with its current colour. Many procedures need to be followed if I proceeded.

Anyway.. on the way back today, a massive lorry was being naughty on the road and moved very close to the car. Angry as we were, my dad honked the asshole multiple times. Then I said, "Pa, I suggest if you want to do something to the car, why not change the honk to a macho one." While grinning, he responded, "OK what.. it sounds like...." and together we both said, "the Road Runner". Seriously, it does.

After 5 years owning the car, I have finally found the best name for it.

Beep beep.