Crazy Drivers

If you were going down along Tomas Morato from E. Rodriguez towards Timog, you would cross Roces Avenue at some point. This is the corner MacGyver and I fondly call the "crazy driver" corner.

The term came about because he was driving Mother home one day and they were stopped at this particular corner. The light was green but MacGyver was waiting for the left turn light to turn green and signal permission for him to turn into Roces. Admittedly, he considered making the left since there were no approaching cars but hesitated because Mother was in the car with him. As he was contemplating his next move, several jeepneys turned left ahead of him in spite the red left turn arrow.

"Look at those crazy drivers!" my mother exclaimed as she saw the jeeps disregard the stop light.

MacGyver was quiet and thanked his lucky stars that he had not opted to run the red light that day. Truth is he hardly ever runs the red lights but he DOES like to go at the split second after the lights turn from red to green. I think even THAT would have caused Mother's heart to skip a beat. At least his prudence spared him the title of being a 'crazy driver' that day.

So whenever we are in that corner, waiting for the left turn light to turn green, he would ask me, "Shall I be a crazy driver today?"

My answer would always be 'NO.'

I thought that my answer would always be NO because I thought that the question would always be asked by MacGyver. However today, the crazy driver question was for RD and MyGirl to ask. They didn't exactly ask if they could be crazy drivers for the day but they may as well have.

They wanted to go go-karting today ... and the answer was 'YES!'

Go-karting was the highlight of our trip to Subic for RD and MyGirl. We were fortunate to have some sun that day and that the Go-Kart place was operational. Yesterday, when MacGyver, RD and MyGirl had checked the place, they found it to be closed. Apparently many of the employees were unable to report to work due to the heavy rains and the flood.

The last time we'd gone up to Subic, GI and RD were able to drive the go-karts by themselves but MyGirl was in the car with MacGyver as they raced around the tracks. This time around, MyGirl was on her own. She was given a smaller sized go-kart which allowed her feet to reach the pedals.


RD went on the tracks ahead.

He had gone around at least once when MyGirl started her ten rounds.



RD overtook MyGirl three or four times since he was driving much faster than his sister was. (Crazy driver!)


It was obvious that he was having fun. When he was motioned to stop since he'd gone around his alloted ten times, instead of decelerating slowly he banked to the right and screeched to a halt. When he got out, he was one happy, crazy driver.

MyGirl had about five or six more rounds to go when RD was done.


So we watched as she happily went around the tracks. When she was on her eight or ninth round, it started to drizzle. I wondered if the rain would bother MyGirl or if it would cause her to forgo her last few rounds. But NOOOO! She was having too much fun. (Rain? Hogwash!)





When she finally pressed on the brakes and got off the go-kart, I knew I had one more excited, little (hopefully not-so-crazy) driver in the family.

Here are the latest addition to the crazy drivers in our family.

P.S. Even their young cousin Ronald could tell that RD was a crazy driver. He noted that RD was driving faster than MyGirl.