Mad About Cars

Had I live in Malaysia, I doubt that the topic of cars will feature much in my conversation.

This is the thing about living in Brunei – especially the small towns of Belait district.

Our cars are cheaper, we have more exciting cars on the road and our roads are not busy. So unless one does not drive or is blind, it’s hard not to notice cars when we have the time to do it.

Of course not all Bruneians are mad about cars. There are those who are fine with driving  any car as long as it gets them where they want to go.

But having been here for a while, it’s safe to say that car is a common subject for many.

Those with real money to actually spend on cars. Or those who thinks they have money only to get their cars towed away after a few months. And those who are conversant in car talks but spend nothing but the newspapers to see the latest cars on auction.

Then there are those who cared not much about cars but are smart enough to pinpoint a person quickly by their car. Over here, knowing a person’s car is enough.

E.g. A : “Whose son is that?“& B: “The mother drives the XXX (car plate) red GS300” – no names required.

I am definitely NOT into cars but I have learn to tell car models and have picked up the skill of memorizing car plate numbers – and I think it’s scary.

But not as scary as hearing a 3 year-old asking : “Is that an EVO 9?”