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Picture this- Car chase

Picture This is a new column I am introducing to the blog. It's an hypothetical situation, a depiction of my imaginations. More often than not, these events did not occur. Once in a while, when I encounter something really amazing, it could feature here too. Read with a light heart, it's not a serious something.

Car Chase

They are attention grabbers, any day- all four of them, good looking and happy, chatting away. Locating their car in the parking lot, they file in one after the other and zoom off into the busy street.

Anyone peeping into the car would have seen them laughing, talking and bobbing their heads to the music from the car CD player. It’s a lazy evening and the ladies bask in each other’s company.

It’s on 3rd mainland bridge that Kemi, seated by the driver notices the car to their right, occupied by a guy and his friend, driving steadily alongside them. There's a bit of traffic, allowing the guys feast on the beautiful sight the girls make.

They soon start honking and making faces of approval mouthing words like: 'beautiful angel'; 'you too fine' and winking.

The girls laugh, irritated at first, then amused. The one in the front passenger seat mouths; 'which one of us do you like'? The guy driving replies; "all of you'.
He winds down slightly, she does the same. He attempts to sweet talk them into coming with him and his friends. They laugh and make funny faces. Accepting defeat, he declares that they would follow the girls to their destination. Again, the girls laugh and make a joke of it.

Observing traffic is about to move, the guys display their phones, mouthing "your number". The girl on the passenger side collects the closest phone, looks at it and realises it’s an expensive phone. As in on cue, traffic clears as she winds up her side glass and they zoom off, laughing.

Totally shocked, the guys begin a chase, the girls move fast and soon get off third mainland. They drive into Ikoyi, turning this way and that, all along the guys drive after them.

Eventually, the girls drive into a filling station, give the phone to the petrol attendant and say: ' that bros in that black car wey just drive in now say make I give you. Thank am well, you hear'.


At this point, the guys pull up beside them, wind down and attempt to talk, the girls laugh, wink and zoom off.

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