No I didn’t decide to go on a sudden hiatus. The motivation to blog left me, completely. Or that it could be that two rather lovely friends introduced Battlestar Galactica to me and I basically spent the holiday and weekend finishing up on season 1. This was in between trying to spring clean my room multiple times and getting a new vacuum cleaner with the mother. Of which, somewhere along the way, I find myself with a HTC Touch Cruise.
I’m still trying to figure out how to use it proper. So much for being a tech-geek. I is fail.
Ignore the bit where I wanted to talk about otherwise really boring stuff like weddings and my very boring and bland personal life. So instead I shall talk about how I won myself a pair of walk-about tickets to this year’s Formula 1 (happening in what, September?).
Thanks to @nanyate (Ivy), I got me invited to a Blogger event organized by Singtel. Basically, we all had a chance to test out the simulator cars. Three screens and a map that was pretty much a simulation of the route that the cars were gonna take for this year’s grand prix. Everyone had a trial go with the PC version. It seemed straightforward enough, the gears were initially awkward since the left tab meant to downshift your gear and the right to increase. I’ve grown too accustomed to the battered Honda’s manual gears and found myself crashing quite a fair bit as I tried to get used to it.
Next came the simulator round. No one told me that the time taken here would be the qualifying time for the finals. My first try, I basically crashed into the Sheares bridge and effectively ‘broke’ the simulator. I know, I’m such a vicious person and most things electronic tend to break down on me. The name of the car I had been driving in was… Tim. I think it was Tim. Very male. Didn’t like me. The steering was pretty tight and stiff too, which reminded me of power-steering. Afterwhich, I was ushered to sit in Nova and try again.
Oh yeah. True enough that Formula 1 drivers are pretty small and stocky. But how they really fit all snug and proper inside their car is something I can’t quite fathom. Perhaps I really am a lot smaller than they are but I basically had to sit up in the seat (which was really low) and had the pedals shifted almost to the max before I could even feel it. If you saw the pictures everyone took, you’d see that I was sitting like some kukunarded idiot in the car/pit.
Anyway. My first timing was about 3 minutes. Or slightly less. I was in third place with Diana (@molemole) in second, DK in first and MHisham in fourth place. Then the ‘nice’ people at Singtel decided to do this to us – 1st place vs 3rd place, 2nd place vs 4th place. This meant that I’ll be ‘challenging’ DK, who’s timing drained my face of blood. How sia? The guy was good and all the while as we were waiting for the finals to commence, he was training up on the PC simulator. And what was I doing?
Being a freeloader and eating food and drinking lemon tea. That and talking a lot of rubbish and dressing up in the Formula 1 suit and complaining how hot it was and thinking now that I should have just worn the darn helmet to see how the whole thing felt and looked.
Cut story short (since I’m getting tired and my BSG has loaded), the girls won. Diana came in second and I came in, surprisingly, first! I’d post up a picture of my timing but I didn’t manage to get a shot and I was starving, again, and craving for some zombie hunting so as everyone left for their next engagement, went to find the homeboys for dinner and l4d.

It’s a rather ooo-gleh shot but hey. I must pay respects to Project Gotham, Initial D, Burnout: Dominator and Ridge Racer for my virtual driving experience. If only my passes allowed me to take a picture with the Ferrari team then that would have sealed the deal.
But well, thanks Ivy and Singtel for the opportunity!