lunch with soon yean and taxi driver fight

muahahahaha. but why did u guys fight? accident or he con u?

Posted by jo5 @ 09/14/2002 10:08 PM CST

hehe, there was once i got into a fight with taxi driver, fight until my shirt tore off. hehe

Posted by xes @ 09/13/2002 05:18 PM CST

sometimes u met good ppl sometimes the other way round, lucky u. too long never drive issit? haha

Posted by jo5 @ 09/13/2002 10:19 AM CST

It was about a year ago. I was rushing home to sleep from Melody’s place at Sri Hartamas. While speeding in Bangsar, there was this taxi that stopped on the side of the road suddenly without putting on any signal. Apparently he was picking up a passenger. I stopped and tried to squeeze my way out. While doing so, my car accidentally scratched his bumper. I looked at the side mirror to assess the damage and didn’t see any damage on the taxi. Desperately needed sleep, I drove off without bothering to get out from the car. While driving, the taxi followed me and I got out from the car after finally realize that I am obliged to talk to him. I slowed down and stopped in front of Megamall and got out from the car. As soon as I got out from the car, a middle aged Indian man charged into me with a baton. I blocked the baton with my hand. As the baton flew, I punched him on the face and gave him a roundhouse kick. However, it did not stop him. He managed to get hold of my head and tried smashing my head on the car. But he failed to do so and I pulled his head and soon we were on a dead end situation. We stopped and talked. I called my friends for backup but their phones were engage. While doing so, I looked for my car keys (it flew off while fighting).
My left earlobe was bleeding due to my earrings (I just enlarged one of the holes and haven’t fully recovered yet) and my eyesight was blur because one of my contact lens came off. The passenger was full of shit and said I deserved to be whacked. I was so pissed but I ignored him. I was in a 2 against 1 situation and both of the men were big size. However, the taxi driver and I managed to come to an agreement and I paid him rm50 for compensation (it was my fault anyway). He left as soon as I paid him and I searched for my car keys. I couldn’t find it and sat down trying to remember when did it fly to. Suddenly, the taxi driver came back. He handed me my car keys and apologized. We shook hands and exchanged numbers.
Minutes later, my friends came. Umeng drove my car back because my eyesight was blur. I didn’t make a police report because I was ashamed myself for being not responsible enough. This incident taught me a valuable lesson. Never run from a confrontation and always talks things out. Oh yeah, and also, when a person charges at you, a front push kick will easily stop them.
– 5:10PM