Jammed-Brake Damned
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After everything was checked so thoroughly and recruiting the '95 car into my possession weeks ago, I thought that this piece of machinery would gets me to places which I wanna be, in a safely manner, at least within the first few months.
Since I need to work on Saturdays as well, so, as usual, I drove happily to the company, without giving much care on the sound of the worn-out radio (it switched on by itself every time I start the engine, you see.)
Saturday, is a day where there are not much vehicles on the road. And I'm really glad that a normal Saturday work out that way. When I was carrying on with one of my hobbies now (driving!?) on the road, while listening to the stuttering voices and melodies from the DJs as well as some radio-editted songs. Out of the blue, my brake pedal was not functioning at all no matter how hard I stepped on it. Whenever a traffic light appeared in front of my eyes, I just could not correlate with my own intention of stopping the car. All I could do was rely solely on the gearbox to make the car stoppable. Thus, I always stopped ahead of those so-called permitted lines for halting.
When I arrived at my company, smokes kept coming out from two tyres, and to top it all, grease was found all over the wheel too! That was quite an unexpected experience. Some guy told me that I had forgotten to pull my hand brake down while I was on the road, but gosh, I remembered vividly that I put everything in order before cruising off with the car.
Eventually, I had no choice but to leave my working place earlier although it was just a half-day of working day, and sent the car to a car servicing workshop. There were no problem with the handbrake at all, the problem was rooted from my Brake Master Pump, or whatever it is called... A master system which controls all the motions of braking.
Maklumlah, to what extent a local car which cost for only RM5000 could function... I seriously think that there are many internal parts which are still unveiling their foxy tails yet.
Since I need to work on Saturdays as well, so, as usual, I drove happily to the company, without giving much care on the sound of the worn-out radio (it switched on by itself every time I start the engine, you see.)
Saturday, is a day where there are not much vehicles on the road. And I'm really glad that a normal Saturday work out that way. When I was carrying on with one of my hobbies now (driving!?) on the road, while listening to the stuttering voices and melodies from the DJs as well as some radio-editted songs. Out of the blue, my brake pedal was not functioning at all no matter how hard I stepped on it. Whenever a traffic light appeared in front of my eyes, I just could not correlate with my own intention of stopping the car. All I could do was rely solely on the gearbox to make the car stoppable. Thus, I always stopped ahead of those so-called permitted lines for halting.
When I arrived at my company, smokes kept coming out from two tyres, and to top it all, grease was found all over the wheel too! That was quite an unexpected experience. Some guy told me that I had forgotten to pull my hand brake down while I was on the road, but gosh, I remembered vividly that I put everything in order before cruising off with the car.
Eventually, I had no choice but to leave my working place earlier although it was just a half-day of working day, and sent the car to a car servicing workshop. There were no problem with the handbrake at all, the problem was rooted from my Brake Master Pump, or whatever it is called... A master system which controls all the motions of braking.
Maklumlah, to what extent a local car which cost for only RM5000 could function... I seriously think that there are many internal parts which are still unveiling their foxy tails yet.
4 comments:
oh my... poor u~~ hope ur car won bring trouble for u again after servicing~~
Haha... I hope so.
Thanks for your concerns by the way :)
Hehehe, kind of funny and fresh to read your blog. I have problems with car too when I first start driving, some more it's an old version Merc...Anyway, enjoy your companion and live a happy too.
Thanks for commenting on my "So.....cloud 9", I hope what u said is true as your friend right now is in the dilemma of self esteem thing...
Your grandfather's old version Merz will definitely be better than an old version Saga Iswara right? The gap and differences between the two are so distinctive!
Self-esteem thing? What kind of self-esteem thing?
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