Lexus IS 250

Three years ago I ditched my BMW 318 and bought myself a Lexus IS 250. One may ask why I got rid of a prestigous German piece of technology for a 'Toyata' made car? Well..., my reason was a simple one; I didn't think I should be paying for something which I thought the Germans should be doing it right. Take for example, the left and right rain channels of my Beemer were replaced one after another when water entered the cabin interior during a car wash. Upon questioning the service consultant, I was given the reply that each rain channel was made of plastic and came in two pieces joined three quarter down the length. Frequent opening and closure of the door replicated a pounding force on the channel that caused the two-piece channel to split and break at the joint. The service consultant even recommended that I should go for a chrome rain channel if I desired a permanent solution as it was made in a single piece. I thought to myself, 'What a loaf of craps! The Germans knew that problem and the consumer had to pay for something to fix it permanently?' Of course there were a host of other mechanical problems like changing the radiator water pipe, 3 times duration the 3 years I possessed the car and many other issues. The Beemer problems were simply too expensive for me to feel that I had made the right choice.

The Lexus IS250 is really a joy drive as a daily car. In the 3 years that I have been driving it, I have never sent the car into the workshop for repair or parts replacement except for regular maintenance. Come to think of it, I made only 5 trips to the workshop for maintenance so far. Being a frequent traveller who makes regular business trips on a monthly basis, my Lexus IS 250 never fail to ignite its engine after leaving it in the car park for a forthnight! The cabin interior finishing is really refine and the Mark Levinson audio system is superb! Quietness is what Lexus does best and when I speed through the highway, you could hardly hear the noise generated by wind turbulence (so hold your quiet fart too if you don't want other passengers to know) .

Lexus is indeed legendary in making reliable cars. The Lexus IS 250 made me a proud owner and this is really one good decision worth noting.

Caught A Snatch Thief

I was strolling home after packing away my dinner from Kou Fu foodcourt when I saw two girls running towards my direction, one after another, under the covered walkway. On first impression I thought the two girls were playing 'catching' with each other, having the first girl passing me swiftly. Two seconds later, the second girl (the victim) paused momentarily at my position and screaming her life away for my help and at the same time mumbling the key words "snatch thief" and "she stole my wallet".

My basic instinct came into play and I took off without hesitation and gave chase. I shouted for the suspect to stop (of course she won't stop, it's only natural for her to run and escape!) and was soon joined by an Indian national along the chase path. We turned a corner at Block 157 and soon caught up with the suspect and subdued her.

The suspect pleaded for mercy and offered to return the stolen wallet to the victim. She went on to explain that she was in a desperate situation as she had a baby to feed at home. She pleaded with the victim and sought for her forgiveness, and turned to me asking me to let the matter rest. The victim broke down in tears and was terrified by the entire episode; she appeared to soften her stand against the suspect and was on the brim to give the suspect some money in return as charity. On the other hand, I told everyone that I had to call the police as it was a criminal case, even if I had to believe what the suspect had said about her ironical circumstances.

With the talking was still on-going, the suspect took the opportunity to run off again. The Indian naitonal shouted to give chase and once again we took off after the suspect. In less than a 10 m distance chase, we caught her once more and I took no chance with the suspect; I called the police immediately for help.

While waiting for the police to arrive, I scolded the suspect for causing the victim to be so terrified and breaking down uncontrollably in tears. I ticked her off for being a snatch thief when she is phyically perfect and fit to work. She tried to defend her position by saying that she had already returned the wallet to the victim and again she was very poor and needed money to feed her baby. I asked everyone whereabout each was staying and learnt that the victim lived in the condominium behind my flat, the Indian national was putting at the church under construction at the corner of the road and the suspect was living at Block 148; all of us within close proximity of one another. I chided the suspect for stealing within the neighbourhood as we were a small community and would bump into another.

The wait for police to arrive seemed like ages as I was experiencing difficulty in retaining the suspect through harsh reprimandings and my offers to help her. It didn't take the suspect too long to realise that both the Indian national and I had a weakness in our enclosure when surrounding her and she took off toward the main road for the last time. Good thing both men were swift in our counter response and overcame her at the pedestrain pavement before she could dash across the road. The suspect, though small and petite, put up a strong struggle and caused my right thumb to get twisted a little while inflicting some kind of a hand injury to the Indian national. At that point in time, I had two worries on my mind:

1. Would the suspect accuse us to molesting her?


2. If she broke loose from us, we gave chase, she dashed across the main road and got hit by on-coming vehicles, I would have caused her harm indirectly?

Damned, the police sure took a long time to show up. I was telling myself that I would have to stop the chasing if the suspect break away because my twisted thumb was hurting a lot. At that instant, someone shouted "the police has arrived" and I could feel the suspect giving up her struggle and surrender herself to the police officers.

The suspect was handcuffed and led away by a policewoman. The victim, the Indian national and I had to have our statements recorded by individual investigating officer. I learnt that the victim was called Alice (an Indonesian student studying locally) when I said my goodbye to her after having my statement noted down and signed off.

I feel sad about the entire episode; I did not feel good at all being someone who had apprehended a snatch thief. Though I am not able to verify the truth on what the suspect had said about her desperate situation, I have a soft spot in my heart that the suspect would not have resorted to stealing if she is not desperate at all. I know that I have done the right thing by handling the suspect to the police and I would have felt totally guity if I have not responded to the victim's cries for help. I feel obligated to help the suspect by directing her to the right authority so that she could turn over into a new leaf and perhaps having the social welfare department helping her to sort out whatever financial problem she has. This is really one event that should never have happened. There is no victory for everyone involved.