sunday fishing: My 1st Silver barra.

Location: Pantai Sabak KB

The 1st time of everything you do, is something memorable. It can be fun, scary, puzzling or simply a mix of everything.

I remembered my 1st time I hit a human being with my car going 60km/h at that time.
It was a small girl age between 5 and 6... she was crossing the road when i hit her head on. I recalled every second of it in my brain, fresh.

I was driving towards PCB when suddenly i saw a small girl trying to cross the road from my right. I honked twice, she hesitated for once but she changed her mind to stop and tried to outrun my car.

I hit the fucking brake as hard as i could, drop to second gear and yanked the parking brake. But the momentum kept the car going. The girl stunned, frozen with panic and fear, turned his body towards me just to be hit. HARD!

Her face slammed to the car's hood. I saw her lips and teeth exploded, spattering blood everywhere. as her face bounced back, so did her body. She was thrown 15 feet away and landed on the asphalt on her back.

the car jerked and died as i did not engage the clutch.

there is no word in this world can describe my feeling back then. I was terrified and scarred and angry as well.

but, a few second after that, a sense of relieved hit me as i saw the little girl sat up and cried. the girl lives, no major injury, only smashed face with no frontal teeth.
the how I settled the mess is now a history.

the point is, it was such a horrific incident that sometimes give me a nightmare.
it was so graphic, that every frame and second of that incident, can be recalled by me easily without losing any single fact.

But not my memory on my 1st Silver barra. I barely remembered what happen, and the feeling? its puzzling and dull.

may be because it was a small silver barra, and when it took the bait, it swam towards the bank where i was standing, no fight what so ever.

But i thanked god as fishing (waiting) for barra proven to be a very tiring and dull experienced.