Let Me Drive My Car
I and a deacon were on our way back
from the AƩroport de Ndjili in Kinshasa after having brought a fellow SVD for
his trip to Burundi. I accelerated to 90KpH the brand-new Land Rover when
we hit the highway undergoing some widening. The truck all of a sudden swerve
to the right, I panicked turned it quickly to the left and the truck in high
speed rolled over thrice before skidding upside down and stopping on the other
side of the road. Me and my companion still buckled up on our seat with bruises
on the arms, while the car was wrecked.
There was no one else hurt on that vehicular accident
of 1992 except me and my companion. However, it has caused a deep mark in me.
Although after a month I resumed driving with more caution, the accident
remained in my bones and flesh. I could feel how my body would react unconsciously
by any sudden and unexpected movement by the car, reminding itself of the past
accident. Many times, I was silently blaming myself. I should have not accelerated,
I should have not tested the speed of the car… and many more I should have
nots.
Time heals they said. It is true. But a deep would lingers
even if it is forgotten. I almost have forgotten this accident, had it not for
another accident with the same vehicle that happened in 2015 on the same
national road. It was no longer I on the driving seat but I was behind the
driver buckled up. We were driving for almost 30 minutes, maneuvering a newly
asphalted road and climbing uphill to overtake a ten-wheeler truck hauling a five-meter
wagon when all of sudden the vehicle started to lost direction smashing itself
against the pulled wagon at its right and afterwards lunging itself on the
hillside to its left and stopping on top of a hill stuck in the ancient dessert
sand of Africa.
With this second accident involving the same car, it
all came clear to me that this vehicle is defective. It loses direction and has
the tendency to rollover because of the high center of gravity when driven at
higher speed. Another vehicle of the same model, did just the same almost
killing the bishop who was a passenger.
Driving a car is something many people do everyday
unmindful of safety issues. In fact, any product can be harmful. But products
known to be harmful are used with precaution, lest we get hurt, like knives and
guns. Cars do not normally induce caution in its use because they are seen or
are made to appear to be without danger because what is seen with them is
luxury, prestige, sophistication, technology at its best hiding the fact that
they are with security issues.
I will not discourage people from driving cars in the
same way that I will not discourage people from using knives. Cars are products
of technology and human intelligence to provide us with convenience and elevate
our efficiency. But like any other products, they must be used with precaution,
with awareness that it has its limits.
I will not also blame automobile manufacturer for the
two accidents. Certainly, I have the right to claim compensation for the
damages and loss caused by those two accidents. But I choose not to pursue it.
Besides, all the troubles of documenting the accident and of filing the claim
in Congo are not worth the prospect of compensation. Yet, I must insist on the
assurance of safety and reliability of the product, while on my part exercising
caution and prudence in its use. Let me drive the car…