Curiosity got Bob pickled

I'm old enough to drive dad, you are just too difficult", Bob said to his father who was looking at him with contempt. "All my mates are already driving, I want to drive too", Bob said to his father who remained silent while listening to his son's lament.

After Bob's complaint, his father smiled and replied, "You are just sixteen years of age, wait till you clock eighteen years then you can drive. The accepted age for driving in Nigeria is eighteen years".

"I can't wait till I'm eighteen, that's too long", Bob said as he walked out on his father to his room. "This boy doesn't know anything", Bob's father said as he took a sip out of the orange juice in a glass cup in front of him.

Bob always started the engine of the car whenever his father wasn't around but he didn't know how to drive so he decided to pay attention to drivers in the movies and also to his father whenever he was driving. He uses any opportunity he has to ask his father different questions concerning driving under the pretense of acquiring knowledge for the set time when he will learn.

Bob had been living with his father here in Nigeria while his mother lives in the United Kingdom and visited once in a while. His father is a disciplinarian who wouldn't budge on anything against his own will.

Bob's mother supported him in driving because where she resides, he is old enough to drive but his father wants him to clock the accepted age in Nigeria before he allows him to learn to drive.

Bob's father had two cars, a Range Rover Jeep and a Toyota Corolla, one for him and the other for his wife which she does make use of whenever she comes around but because it's once in a while, Bob's father does make use of the two for the time being.

Bob's father does make use of the Jeep most time and the Corolla once in a while. After proper and careful monitoring of how people drive, Bob decided to ask his father some questions out of curiosity.

One evening after dinner, Bob sat with his father in the living room and watched watching football match between Manchester City and Chelsea football clubs. Bob is a Manchester City fan while his father is a Chelsea fan, both were shouting trying to support individual clubs. Then this seems like a perfect time for Bob to chip in a conversation about driving.

"Dad, if my club wins I'm supposed to drive you out and have fun but unfortunately I don't know how to drive", Bob said to his father who was paying keen attention to the football match as his club was about to score a goal but missed it.

Then he suddenly noticed Bob was talking to him, "Oh! What were you saying?", Bob's father asked Bob. "I said if my club wins I'm supposed to drive you out so that we can go have fun", Bob repeated.

"You can't even change the gear not turn the steering wheel, how would you drive me?", Bob's father asked jokingly as he took part of the chinchin in the bowl in front of him and munch some in his mouth.

"If you teach me, I will be a good driver", said Bob to his father who was struggling to chew the chinchin in his mouth. "Uhmmmm", his father muffles, "Okay, wait till the right time boy", Bob's father replied to his son as he stood up since the match ended.

The next day, Bob's father went to work in the morning as usual, and Bob decided to pull some stunts with his father's Corolla car. He called his friend Martins to show up at his house.

"Hey, guy where you dey, show for my house now, (Hey guy where are you, come to my house now)", Bob said to his friend Martins over the phone. A few minutes later, Martins arrived at Bob's house and the two young lads exchanged pleasantries.

Guy, what's up now, you called me, (guy, what happened, you called me)", Martins said to Bob who was opening one drawer in the living room to another.

"I won drive my papa's car comot, you gat to witness the ride abi you no won follow body? (I want to drive my father's car, you need to witness the ride or you don't want to?", Bob asked his friend.

"Oya na, make we paint the town red, (okay, let's paint the town red", Martins replied looking at Bob still searching the drawers.

"I found it, let's go bro", Bob said to Martins as he swung the car key to Martins's face. Martins rushed to open the gate as Bob hopped into the car and started the engine.

Bob put the car in reverse and bashed it against the pillar. "Oh gosh", Bob shouted as he peeped out of the window. "Guy you do hit pillar o, (guy, you have hit the pillar).

"No worry, e no spoil, (don't worry, it's not spoilt)", Bob replied his friend Martins and managed to drive out. Martins hurriedly closed the gate and joined his friend Bob in the car. Bob began to drive, trying his best to control the steering but anyone who saw the way he was drying could tell he was still a learner.

"Omo I no fit believe say I dy drive, ( I can't believe I am driving)" Bob said to Martins in excitement as they both laughed hysterically.

"You are becoming a pro bro, but I guess we should head back to your house now and don't the little scratch on the car", Martins said.

"oh yeah! Let me turn, but how is the direction of this shit", Bob said as he was trying to turn the car. Suddenly Bob bumped into a tree and hit the headlight of the car, the light shattered scattering the glasses. all over the floor.

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"Holy shit, Bob, you are pickled, your dad is gonna break your bones", Martins said in fear. "Oh gosh, I'm in big trouble, how on earth did that happen?", Bob said jittering. He managed to turn and drive the car back home, Martins rushed down to open the gate and Bob drove in. Immediately Martins closed the gate, he was ready to go home.

"Guy, I dey comot o, (guy I'm going home)", Martins said and rushed out immediately. Bob began to tremble as he didn't know how to explain to his father.

Oh gosh, my dad is gonna skin me", Bob said to himself as he sat outside in the compound. Later in the evening, his father returned and saw him sitting outside and was surprised because that was unlike him.

"Oh boy, hope no problem, what are you doing outside?", Bob's dad asked his son who had started shedding tears already. "Is everything alright?", Bob's father asked him again.

"Dad, I'm sorry, my stupidity and curiosity got the better of me", Bob said crying uncontrollably. "I took the car out in the morning and I bashed it against a tree, the headlight is broken", Bob said in fear.

"What?", Bob's father shouted in shock. "What the heck is wrong with you?", Bob's father asked again looking surprisingly. "How dare you?", he asked again.

Bob couldn't reply to his father because he was terrified. "Get inside, you are grounded till the end of this year, drop your cell phone on the table with your Xbox", Bob's father said to Bob as he angrily entered the living room and headed straight to the dispenser at one corner in the dining room to get cold water to drink.

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