Friday night, time is 10.45PM, venue Lekki Expressway and the participants, my bro and a flat mate and I. We were done with a good night of beautiful 1759ing. We were on our way home. I was in a hurry because I wanted to speak to my boo before she slept for the night. There was mild traffic around Mobil. As suddenly as traffic builds up in Lagos, there was a repeated buzzing of a uniquely sounding horn right behind us and it refused to go away. At that point the ‘Horn” caught our attention, I turned around and it was a Volkswagen Passat( made in 2000, 130Hp) 2.0T, we were in a 99 Camry V6, (194 Hp,3.0L engine), we didn’t pay attention to the “white” driver in the passat until he drove right beside us and waved a bottle of Henessy at us and beckoned that we come get it. At that point we’d been “Served” and it was on!!! Pedal to the metal, we attempted to catch up with the “white” guy and as he was teasing us, he’d let us pass and then turn the heat on. Driving the Camry was my Bro, who in our circle, was a seasoned driver, time tested, “high” tested (he could always handle his high and still drive excellently well).
Now if you know the V6 Camry, by Nigerian road standards it’s a pretty fast car. Behind the wheel you feel like you can take any, any car on! We had done this repeatedly and seemed to get away with it every time and we thought tonight was going to be a similar case. The Passat guy was hot on our heels, for us it was Pedal to the Metal, yet we never seemed to pull so far away from Him. He was right there behind us!!!
By the time we got to the 2nd round about, the brakes in the Camry was Squealing and singing. You could perceive the smell. Now let me put this in perspective, we were in “the more” powerful car, V6 vs. 4 cylinder, a 3.0L vs. a 2.0L engine. Driver competency wasn’t a question as I had mentioned before, Jigga my bro who was driving, was capable!!! So basically the competition here was between the Cars!!! As was in the case of JayZ’s video, “Money aint a thang, the Chase was full of Lane Changes. As we approached Jakande estate, there was little traffic building up, Jigga was slow in making up His mind, (wrong move) the passat blew right passed, He’d guessed right, he got into the other lane and it was our turn to play catch up. At this point I have to re-emphasize that this wasn’t a fair fight. We were in a more powerful of two similar cars, and even at that the passat seemed to have the upper hand. The futile catch up game ended when we got to Jakande round about due screams from me and my flat mate on what would have been an embarrassing loss in the battle. At this point my bro overtook dangerously and the dude in the passat surrendered his lead. We knew victory was certain because our branch off point was just around the corner.
At our branch off point, we slowed down, our new found friend drove right beside us screaming in very poor pidgin English “Una try” “Una try”, in response both cars honked violently in respect of what just went down, fingers in the air, not flipping the dude in the passat off but in respect, hazard lights on, our brakes at this time was singing a tune in Pavarotti. We all jumped out of the car as we got off the expressway, barely able to catch a breath after an exhilarating adrenaline filled race.
At that point, it was a unanimous verdict that if we couldn’t beat the Germans in an unfair fight, it was best not only to join them but convert others!!!!!
Germans Cars I love you!!!!!!!!