I do love driving in Singapore. It is possibly the only place in the world that allows me to drive my Nissan side by side with a Lamborghini Spyder along the expressway. The ride home gave me ample time to snigger at the aviator-shades-wearing douchebag in the Lambo, while feeling 200,000 dollars richer than him.

It would make more sense to me to spend the money on a luxury car than on a sports car. Since I have to travel at 80km/h, I'd want to travel in velvety comfort, and not hunched over like a foetus in a low-as-heck sports car.

But then I wouldn't be able to flex my muscles and my mirror-perfected deep-in-thought frown at all the ladies on the road. And that would be a real shame, because, of course, everybody looks at me.

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12:24 AM