I just went through my previous note and realized that no one has ever gone through it. I have to accept it because this is not a social media or a social network which we get informed all the shits of everybody. instead this is a quite place to hide in and to talk to yourself.
I remember the day I was sting next to my father, traveling to kegalla with our own red colored truck. It was extremely unconditioned and terrible sounded. We had our ordinary level class there, so my father used to give us a ride every Saturday and Sunday morning. if it is a rainy day, it was very hard to be inside without getting wet. Almost all the seals leak inside. vipers didn’t take the responsibility of a heavy rain. There was a risk of loosing the blades of the viper if it has been operated in such rain. Water splash over the mudguard and comes inside from the holes which can not be further repaired. My father spent countless hours in garages, tire centers and electrical workshops to repair that vehicle.
After a long decade he bought a van. It was a big achievement to move in to a new vehicle though it is a used one. We enjoyed driving it a lot because it had some features which we defined as luxury. But every one but us was not considered as good vehicle. We replaced its engine, gear box, clutch plates and break pads apparently almost all core components have been replaced by my father.
Last week after all these hardships, he has climbed his level top. he bought a brand new unregistered car which has manufactured in 2016. it has all the functions and very easy to drive. He should be quite happy because he might remember the old vehicle he had years back when he is driving this masterpiece.