Can you imagine having a super fast car?
The car that you wanted all along and you have it with you.
You enjoy every moment with your car.
You love the look of it, the smell of it, the style and the speed of it.
The car has always been loyal to you.
Never it once broke down or failed you on the road in the past 5 years.
Yes, that was how good the car was.
Things were going so well with your car that you was so confident of it because of the security it gave you.
You were speeding like there is no tomorrow with this car everyday for the past five years.
You love the blood rush at the speed you were driving this car.
One day you were driving so so so fast on the highway and there was this very huge wood on the road and the car flipped and turtle itself.
There goes your car of 5 years.
All is left is the good memories which you shared with your super fast car.
That was MY super fast car.
Do I blame myself for driving too fast??
Blame my car for not being stable??
OR blame the very huge wood??