Now the purpose I'm writing this blog today is coz i realized that my current hobby could actually kill me.. seriously! and dying without a reason (or legacy) is probably quite stupid, so I'm documenting my escapades into this new hobby called -> SKITCHING
Basically its grabbing onto cars on a wheeled device, and in my case its a racing bicycle borrowed form my neighbor. Now this deadly attraction started when I first borrowed this antiquated racing bike from my neighbor with the intention of making travels around Bt Panjang more convenient for me. Particularly traveling to my tennis training grounds which is a 15 min walk away but only a 5 min bike ride away. As I got aquainted with this lovely bike I started traveling around my area and towards the CCK region.
Now here's where my sick obsession came around. I don't have enough f*ing speed to beat the cars!!! No matter how hard I try... So then I remembered how the dispatch riders in Boston and NYC go about holding on to buses and vehicles. Then I go, "Now there's an idea.".
SO off I went to learn about the art of skitching. The first 3 days I started out on was really scary. I practiced on taxis and lorries during low traffic conditions after midnight (coz I've been going crazy lately). I didn't fall once but its like my bike wobbly and sometimes the cars pulled my bike at an awkward angle like a 30 degree bend till I had to push away to prevent falling into the asphalt. But on the third day I finally got it right. I new how to absorb the acceleration of the vehicles into my body and down to the wheels and BOY WHAT A RUSH!!!
So today, I decided to travel to school to see if anyone's playing tennis and to put my skitching skills to good use. On the way to school I've had 4 attempted skitches, 2 successful ones and one ended with the driver horning at me from behind, sped to the front horned at me somemore and wound down his window to scold the shit outta me. He was like so angry that he didn't know what he was saying. It went like "THIS IS MY CAR.... YOU STOP RIGHT NOW... THIS IS MY CAR..." I had to smile and shrug it off coz I seriously didn't want to talk to that guy. A few turns later and I was at Kismis Tennis courts. Saw Jace and Dennis, played some. I really liked their racquets.
It was getting dark so I bid farewell and this time, I timed my journey back, clocked 20 mins. It was relatively uneventful. The jam at Upp Bt Timah allowed me to travel faster than all the cars (so shiok!). During this trip, had 2 attempted skitches, 1 failed coz of a too fast acceleration and had to let go coz my fingers hurt, means there's room for improving my skitching skillz, and had one good clean skitch up the hill to my house.
Been a really sicko day. I will follow up with more crazzzie stories... so stay tuned to the natural high junkie channel!
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