My Grandfather drove the car. My grandmother also came along, so also was my eldest cousin, Ismail. We travelled via the winding roads from Temerloh to Kuala Lumpur and then to Tapah. I cannot remember details of the journey, but I remember feeling so happy to be in the car which was brand new from the United Kingdom.
This car lasted for many years. My grandfather never changed his car. He used it until the cushions were all torn more or less in shreds. It was the only car in the whole village for a long time and one of the few cars in the whole town. The color was black. If you could see the front door knob was in the front of the door, so when you open the door, it would be very easy to slide in to sit on the front seats. The plate number of the car was C995.
Going about all over the country in the car were some of the happiest memories of my life. Those were the days.

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