“Aah! Je kin ya fun!” Professor Ola exclaimed as he swerved to the side of the road onto the green grass by the university staff quarters. He had seen a vehicle behind him trying to overtake. Still in a state of shock, I, sitting on the passenger’s seat, looked back to see the vehicle he was referring to. It was a grey Land Rover jeep moving at a high speed, the noise it made, increasing as it passed beside us, onto the stretch of the road and disappearing in a corner covered by green trees. “That’s how he drives”, the Professor said as he brought the Volvo to a halt. “This is not the first time I’ve seen him do this”, he continued, his hands pointing at the jeep with his now fiery eyes, looking toward me, by the passenger’s seat and then, towards the jeep in front. We were coming from the orthopedic clinic. I had been sent there to see him two weeks ago by my project supervisor, Dr. Jubril. I was working on an electronic device that would help monitor the walking pattern of people...
Diary of a Nigerian Boy.