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Bajaj, our little hero.
No, I don't mention those Bajaj Pulsar XCD motorcycles. I mean BAJAJ. Yeah. Those three-wheeled contraptions. From India, years ago. Plated with rusty steel, black thin tarp, and that 2-step engine that ROCKS. Yeah. ROCKS. Literally.
There are two different types of Bajaj : Petrol and Gas.
-If you see a red Bajaj (or green, yellow, rarely blue) that barks loudly on the road, that means you've found the mixed-petrol fueled bajaj. Originally imported from India (produced by Bajaj Auto), these are the first line of the Bajaj armada. It's aged, it blows smoke like hell, and it ROCKS you harder than any rock bands on the earth. It also looks a bit higher on the back.
-When you found a bajaj (usually clad in plain blue paint) that looks better, moves smoothly, and QUIETER than any other bajaj, you're looking at the gas-powered, newer bajaj. This thing moves faster, quieter, smoother, but still, hot.
After years swarming and dominating Jakarta roads, however, the government eventually got tired this contraption see-saws on the road, and a local manufacturer built KANCIL, a four - wheeled minicar, to replace bajaj. This didn't work, as one unit worth 40 millions Rupiah (+\-$4000), and those bajaj drivers couldn't afford it.
Oh yeah, I have a story of riding bajaj.
THE MIGHTY BAJAJ OUR LITTLE HERO
"BASED ON A TRUE STORY"
One day, an odd, sentient lifeform named Kevin had nothing in the pocket but Rp10000 (almost, almost $1), a scrap paper, and dust. And he's far away from home.
Suddenly, our little hero appeared. An orange, strange vehicle passed by in front of him. In attempt to communicate with that thing, Kevin shouted, "bajaj!".
And our little hero braked. Suddenly. Like CIIIIIIIIIIT!
And stopped one meter to his right, drawing a black line on the asphalt.
Kevin offered his ten thousand for a ride to his home.
After bargaining a word and two, our little hero accepted the offer and here we go!
Passed through the traffic jam, our little hero showed no fear against bigger cars and buses blocking his way, and keep zig - zagging through the gaps.
Sadly, the traffic became MORE jammed, and our little hero was forced to take a small road to the left.
After several hundred meters, however, second obstacle appeared.
The Mighty Sudden Stage in the middle of the road! And those sewers in both sides!
Again, our little hero showed no fear.
Swiftly, one little second before we hit the stage, our little hero zagged to the right, to the very side of the road, successfully avoided both the stage and the sewers.
Now it's near Kevin's home and our little hero's mission almost reached its finish... Just an U-turn, turn left, and we're home, but....
TRAFFIC POLICES!
Damnit, we have to take another two kilometres if we didn't take this U-Turn!! But look, our little hero sneaked behind those traffic polices, and when they went on forward to check another U-turn, our little hero quickly made hisescape to ....
DESTINATION REACHED!
Finally, with the help of our little hero, Kevin finally back home again, reunited with his family. And all Kevin could give was his ten thousand rupiah.
Our little hero continued his journey, to the wild streets, searching for people far away from home, although he could barely go home....
END
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