long weekend’s over and mostly stayed at home apart from: gone to the mall last saturday (was my birthday) with my mom and check out some refrigerators at the appliance section. we picked one, (a-year to pay, no interest) and will be delivered this thursday. my mom has always been complaining about how tiny our ref is. well, it’s really tragically small that the water pitcher we have (that fits the ref) is so small the contents is good for only one person. then, went home and back again to the mall in the afternoon and had dinner with some friends (from highschool), 1.50 rounds of dota afterwards that we hardly finished the second game as the shop’s closing, and bought some drinks (which ends up disastrously bad, matador + chocolait + milk = BAD. we tried this mix before but i guess we used rhum? or emperador? instead. we missed coffee as well and we used milo instead of chocolait. if you imagine, this is a cheap version of baileys). then head home for a very unchildish game. MONOPOLY!! + bad drink = GOOD combination! well, our group is really used to gameboards. haha we even played scrabble before, and the other occasion we played jenga.
sunday, lazy day. catch up on my reading (artemis fowl) and late grocery with my mom.
monday. ’stayed at home. ‘cleaned the car early in the morning, and then some 5K in the afternoon. ‘recooked leftover pasta sauce from last week.
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the world’s fastest indian. i saw this film last sunday, and thought i could do a short review. it’s about a man obsessed with speed, burt munro, and his attempts to set land speed records. he lives on his own, in a peaceful town in invercargill (southern new zealand). mostly in his shed occupied tinkering his indian motorcycle, he dreams of going to united states one day and establishing new record speed with his indian.
despite of some negative feedback, hesitations, and doubts from his neighbors, he managed to travel to america where he met several people along his way to Bonneville Salt Flats, the race/exhibition venue. at first, he was denied of participating because he is not registered, too old, and more importantly, his motorcycle failed to pass mechanical safety regulations. however, burt is not a man easy to be convinced and give in. he attempted to run the track illegally even without the permit and because he’s very pertistent, the organizers eventually decided to give him a chance. he did a run test with his indian with some of the crew tailing behind. after demonstrating his capability (and the indian), they allowed him to run.
his speed records (1960’s) were more than 200 miles per hour (which still stands to date) and these were with motorcycles that are sub-1000 cc! he then returned to new zealand, successful in his desire to set the record and proclaimed the world’s fastest indian.
for comparison, the fastest drive i had on a modern car is 155 kilometers per hour, or 96 miles per hour (not even half as fast as his indian) and this is the year 2008.
