Haunted..

A few days earlier, it was the yellow Hummer that I swear I am going to make it Gone In 60 Seconds.

And yesterday, it was a white Forester, with a weekend number plate.

Not only am I almost cornered and choked to death in my own rumble, my dream car for that turbo-charged mom that I am going to be, drove past my lobby. And the people in the lunch bus hopped out of the car.

By recognising the usual suspects of the lunch bus, I could pretty much tell who is the driver behind the wheels. There could be only one. Qert.

Can you be less attention grabbing?

Oh, I try to tune it down. I'm born with it.