Hio siku niliingia kwa yard in very high spirits, was looking forward to an exciting day ahead, driving a Merc c230 Kompressor all the way to Nai na slices zilikua zanigojea huko. In greek a Mercedes is known as “Karumia thi” coz the faster you go the more it hugs the ground.
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(not the Actual Car. Image from gugu, siku hizo phones were yet to get cameras)
15 vehicles had been cleared and serviced over night but two had failed to start kwa hivo ni Mercedes kumi na tatu zilitoka yard around saa tatu asubuhi na kwanza kaa kawa tukaandamana na kijana wa boss hadi petrol station kuweka juice, huyu jamaa had the uncanny ability ya kukuwekea just enough fuel to get you to Nairobi, the low fuel light ilikua inawaka ukifika cabanas kwa hivo if ulikua unataka kupiga roundi zako jiji you had to add more fuel from your own pocket. There was something nagging me at the back of my mind lakini could not pinpoint it.
Haisuru, sisi hao safari ikaanza, there was a poor apology of a road from Miritini to Mariakani those days na ukiongezea heavily laden trucks in the mix you couldnt do more than 40km/hr but after the weigh bridge it was pedal to the metal, nilifinya kitu nikaskia nimesukumwa nyuma kwa kiti nikajua baaas, yaani ukikanyanga accelelator gari ina ruka, it was responding so nicely and very fast, sikua nimedanganywa about hii beast, I slowed down and fastened my seatbelt na mchezo ukaanza, pia hawa deree wengine were aware of the vehicle they had and an unofficial race begun. The only way to overtake them was doing your calculations right, make split decisions and sometimes you had to overtake on the left, twathiaga ta marurumi. Ungethania there was a trophy for the first one to arrive in Nairobi. By Voi I was in second position it was back and forth between me and this guy Yule sasa niliamini story eti anatumianga bangi, he was taking crazy suicidal chances and I had to let him go roho safi, after all I had slices waiting for me in the city and I wanted to arrive in one piece.
As usual we were supposed to rendezvous at Mtito lakini juu nilikua natakufikisha threshold sikusimama (this decision would later haunt me) nilirusha macho nikaona jamaa wa mabangi amekaria bonnet ya gari yake smoking I don’t know what, kampigia horni tatu na nikaishia. By saa nane na nusu nilikua Motherland motors Thika rd nikiweka mbesha kwa wallet, nikiwa stage nikigoja mat ya Githurai 44 (slices were in Zimmer) ndio niliona the second merc ikiingia, in half an hour I was in nunuland happily pumping away hoping to reach the elusive threshold. Had switched off my phone coz hawa fellow derees walikua na tabia ya kutorudisha mkono in the joints we frequented while waiting for the night bus, unanunulia mtu chupa tatu na ata moja harushi. At 5pm as I waited for my loins to load again after being drained by this lady wa kutoka kwa kina @vuja-de I switched on my phone na msgs kaa 50 zikaingia, haiya! I wondered, mbona natafutwa hivi? Kwani kuna nini? Msg za boss pia zilikua and he is the first one I called.
Kama haujawai ongea na muarabu amekasirika ustake jua ile matusi nilipata, nikaa alikua anazisoma mahari juu mpaka leo sijaelewa vile waweza tukana mtu for 5 minutes bila kujirudia, at the end of the tirade ndio nilijua eti three vehicles, no not vehicles, three Mercedes c230 Kompessor hazikua zimefika and it was 6pm. Jeeeeeeeeeeso! Suddenly it hit me, 13 cars, number 13 is unlucky, kumbe hii ndio ilikua inakula akili from morning. The sperm factory in the scrotum ceased operation immediately mtree ukashrink na balls zikaingia kwa tumbo.
(part 2 iko jikoni)