True Singapore Gay Stories Part 2 - Killer Taxi Driver With Mobile

okay here goes part 2, the weekend was a blast. i got drunk, i partied, i met good people and nice friends, it was the best i had felt in years. so lets go to the end of my trip before i rant about the people i met there. the last night i spent in sg, which was technically two nights ago coz it's 1.13AM right now, anyways i hailed a cab to meet 'Drew at Legend so i got into a taxi and told him Tras St, and he said okay...and told me he's not very sure where it is but he knows vaguely where all the pubs are located so being fine with that i minded my own business and i realized i did something wrong. i sat in the front seat again, some shit is going to happen to me but feeling that the driver is pretty cool with his oldies music and tattooed arm, i felt at ease, he's probably str8 and married...GOOD! so halfway through my journey to legend, 'drew called me up and asked me where i was, i told him i was near and then we said okay and hung up. amused and admiring my ringtone which was a woman singing/shrieking pick up the phone several times he chuckled to himself and commented on how funky it was. i was pretty amused that he was amused and then he asked whether i had blue tooth and whether i could send it to him. so i said alright and thinking he could manage holding a phone and driving i switched it on and started sending the ringtone. that was when i realized he couldnt multi-task and his cab was unstable meaning moving to the left...and then the right and the left. i think we got honked at twice. fearing for my life and with trembling fingers i accidently pressed cancel. and he was disappointed and wanted it again. so being me, i sent it again. this time he missed a turning and he decided to go for the turning and the tires screeched for 3 seconds while we were turning right. i've never been in a race before, i've never been in a car that was drifting so i gasped and my heart dropped for that 3 seconds. he laughed it off and was laughing at my cowardliness and i felt bad but he was the worst driver in HISTORY! then he started to make jokes like how the woman in my ringtone sounded like she was being 'kena fucked' (i'm using the exact same line he said to me). using my common courtesy skills/social skills i laughed it off and thank the heavens that my head didnt fly out the window when he drifted his car. so we reached Legend and in that narrow lane he was going quite fast and there was a car infront and i swear i think he did it on purpose to see when i would start peeing in my pants or something, and i was close. damn taxi drivers.