Hip-po!

 

Colleague: What’s the name of your pink hippo, is it Hippo Loke?

Me: No, it’s Lau Hippo.

Colleague: Then how about the medium-sized hippo?

Me: Lau Hip Hip.

Colleague: the mini one?

Me: Lau Po Po.

My first serious go-karting experience

There’s a quotation from Peter Drucker, “It takes far more energy to improve from incompetence to mediocrity than to improve from first-rate performance to excellence.”

 

I find the statement cannot be any truer.

 

I don’t like singing (especially not singing in the public) because I know no matter how much effort I put in, it’s futile – I’m nowhere near becoming even an average singer.

 

And actually I don’t need to attend the go-karting session in Serdang on Nov 14^th to tell that I won’t do well either at go-karting because:-

1) I’m a dummy in driving

2) I seldom speed and am very compliant towards the traffic rules

 

The circuit

 

The contact details

 

With Hippo + colleagues + colleagues’ friends

 

 

Previous "leisure" go-karting experience @ Genting

 

I told Hippo and his friend that I can’t feel my hands at the end of the 25 laps (3 laps for warming up + 10 laps of heat + 12 laps of final), they went numb after all the excessive vibration. Besides, it actually required a lot of energy to do the maneuver especially at sharp turns.

 

Instead of safety car, we have safety motorbike

 

I was slow but I affirmed that I did not finish last in the race! See the photos taken towards the few last laps:-

 

The girl in white shirt was behind me! Evidence 1

 

Evidence 2

 

Evidence 3

 

Evidence 4

 

Last lap! – Evidence 5!

 

BUT, the official result showed just the opposite! Fishy! And the girl who was supposed to be the last just kept quiet….