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Wednesday, 29 July 2015

Bikers Converge Abeokuta, a huge success!!!

The sweet smell of racing fuel combined with thunderous music from fire spitting power bike engines slit through the silent atmosphere of Abeokuta city...what a weekend!!!

It was bike heaven from friday 24th of July through to Sunday the 26th as bikers from all over West Africa came together for the "Bikers Converge" organized by Rock City Motorcycle Club. Over 175 bikers from Nigeria, Ghana, Togo, Benin Republic, Ivory Coast representing various motorcycle clubs were present at the event exclusively covered by Motoring Nigeria.

Friday night was a blast, with the bikers having a mind blowing welcoming party to enable everyone to settle in. The party lasted till midnight after which everyone dispersed to their rooms at the Quarry Hotel. The Storey building glittered with floodlights that made night as bright as midday. A few people still hanged around, not ready to sleep just yet.

We kicked Saturday off with a seminar on road safety which was facilitated by TRACE and road safety officials, after that was a trip to Stella Obasanjo Charity home. Some bikers arrived on Saturday having been prevented by various difficulties from coming the day earlier. They met up with the bikers already around at the MKO Abiola stadium for the charity football match between RCMC female bikers and male bikers from Bikers United. This took place after the visit to Stella Obasanjo Charity home. From there, some of the bikers headed to the famous Olumo Rock and at 5PM or thereabouts, everyone convened back at the hotel to relax and refresh themselves. The red carpet event started around 6:00 PM.

Motoring Nigeria interviewed some notable bikers including a successful professional photographer Mr Ibi Shokefun who is more than 50 years of age. According to him, he made the decision to be a biker a few months back because of his adventurous spirit, he also stressed the importance of taking road safety procedures. The red carpet was followed by a pool party and presentation of awards at 9:00PM to appreciate efforts made by Motorcycle clubs in attendance. The last item on the Agenda was the the auctioning of sexy and handsome bikers to the highest bidders, a fundraising event also organized for charity, this continued well into the night and at about 1:00AM, the bikers retreated into their rooms in preparation for their trip back home.

As early as 5:30AM, we were awakened by the melodius sound of power bike engines been warmed up and prepped by bikers for the hard ride back to base.

Here is a roll call of some of the Clubs that were in attendance
RCMC- Abeokuta
2 runners MC-Lago
Hard Riders MC- Port-Harcourt
GoodFellas MC- Lagos
Survival MC-Ibadan
A41 MC-Owerri
Bukat MC- Kogi State
514 Forum
Bikerzden MC
Easy Riders MC
D'Angels MC and much more.

Special shout out to Pure Whyte who rode all the way from Ghana to represent Bikers Ghana and finally, big ups to the team that made everything happen; LS Biker Queen, Apple, Big Dee and Dr Presscott who could not make it to the event...
From left, LS, Biker Queen, Apple and Big Dee.

RCMC female bikers

 Bikers United

   more pictures coming soon.

The evolution of The Luxury SUV


  we've really evolved o!
The "SUV" term is defined as "a large vehicle that is designed to be used on rough surfaces but that is often used on city roads or highways.
According to the Merriam-Webster dictionary, a "sport utility vehicle" is "a rugged automotive vehicle similar to a station wagon but built on a light-truck chassis"
"The "SUV" acronym "is still used to describe nearly anything with available all-wheel drive and raised ground clearance."

Saturday, 25 July 2015

RoadKill Episode 6

It was a norm for Aisha and ID to clean up the multitude of exotic cars at Skyline Motors every Saturday morning. That way the cars were always spick and span. This Saturday however, was a little bit different. ID was still at the hospital, and Aisha had decided to clean the over 300 cars all by herself. She was on the twenty-first car when Timi came in, hailing her with a good morning. Aisha replied warmly. She paused her cleaning for a second to flash Timi a smile, then went on.  
"Need some help with that?" Timi asked, when he realised she was planning on cleaning all the cars by herself. "Nah, I've got it," Aisha replied.                                                                                                                               "You know Aisha, it's okay to accept a helping hand once in a while..."                    "And who says I don't?" Aisha fired back. Timi smiled, walked up to her and forcibly collected the cloth in her hand. "Since I've met you, I've never heard you say yes to a can I help you question."           Aisha shrugged. "So what? I'm an independent woman."                                                                                         "Independent? Good. But you're not independent, you're something else. Something bothering around social phobia."                                                                                                                        "Me? A phobia?" Aisha asked, incredulous. "I drive 260 km/hr on a good day, trust me, I'm not afraid of anything."                                                                                                                                                  "So you say..." At that moment, Timi's phone started ringing. The number was unfamiliar to Timi, and he picked the call, a little skeptical.                                      "Hello, please who's this?" Timi asked, as he picked the call.                                "Hi, please may I speak with a Mr Timi Andrews?" The caller asked.                    "You're speaking with him. What do you want?"                                                        "Are you sure? You sound a little younger than I expected," the caller said.              Feeling insulted, Timi hardened his voice and bawled into the phone, "What do you want?"   "I...I need your help...My name's Bolade Akanji...and I need a driver?"   "What!" Timi exclaimed and cut the call. Aisha asked who it was that called him, and Timi replied, "Wrong number."  Timi stared around for a while, and after taking in everything, said, "You know, this place is just basically a fancy five-storey parking lot."                                                                                     Aisha giggled. "What else would you have it look like?" She asked sarcastically.  "Well, it's not like I'm complaining or anything," Timi retorted. "It actually looks good." Barely had Timi finished talking when Ogundade Ebin walked in. Timi whirled round as he heard the glass doors swing open. He was taking a back for a moment with the sight of Ogundade.                                            "'re the last person I was expecting to see. You've got guts to showing your face here," Timi said.                                                                                                                                                       "Not here for a fight Timi," Ogundade said. "I came to thank Aisha." Now it was Aisha's time to be surprised. "Came to thank me for what?" Aisha asked, perplexed.    "You had the drop on me last night. You could have sent me crashing, but you didn't. Thanks."                                                                                                                                                                       "Well, don't be surprised, she's not a low life like you," Timi retorted.          Aisha winced, fighting hard to suppress a laughter. "You're welcome Ogundade," she said. Ogundade nodded, and turned to leave. As he got to the door, he turned back. "There's one other thing I think you guys should know."                                                                                                                                                        "What's that? That you suck at driving?" Timi asked smartly. Aisha fought to suppress another laughter.                                                                                                                                                                    "No," Ogundade replied sternly. "I was hired to hit Idris. I was hired by Asiwaju Derele."        Aisha gasped when he heard the name, then her countenance quickly changed. "Thank you for telling us that," she said, her voice dark and mean. Ogundade took his leave. "Sounds like you have history with this Derele guy," Timi uttered, when he noticed the sudden change the name had brought to Aisha's mood. "Yes," Aisha replied. "Asiwaju Derele was a member of our crew before. He, my brother and I formed Storm Chasers together."                                                                                                                                      "Then....why'd he leave?" Timi asked, genuinely interested.                                      "He betrayed us. Knowingly lost us a race to earn a spot on a higher crew, Hell Racers. He leads that crew now. It was because of his betrayal that my brother and I found it difficult to get another crew member to replace him; we just couldn't trust anyone."Timi sighed. "I'm sorry."                                                                                                                                                        "Don't be," Aisha replied. "When I'm done with Derele, he's going to be sorry," she said.   "No," Timi objected. "When WE are done with Derele, he'll be sorry," Timi corrected, stressing the "we". Aisha nodded.
Timi was in his car on his way home when the number that had called him earlier called again. Reluctantly, he picked the call and beamed into the phone, "I've told you, I'm not interested in being your driver."                                                                                                                                                                            " don't understand. I don't mean I want to employ you. Some people are after my life and I was told you could drive me safely out of here," the Bolade Akanji replied, traces of fear could be heard in his voice.                                                                                                                                                  "I'm sorry mister, but I'm done with things like that," Timi replied. There was an extended silence. Then the caller spoke, "Yeah, I told Governor Abejide you wouldn't help. Guess I was right."                   "Wait," Timi beamed. "You mean to say, Governor Abejide told you to call me?"                                   "Yes," Bolade Akanji replied. "He told me you drove his daughter safely to the airport when his enemies were after her. Now, she's safe in the United States."                  Timi exhaled deeply. "Fine, I'll help. Where do you want to meet?"
That night, Timi told Bridget about the call he had received from Bolade Akanji.     "So it was my dad who told him to contact you," Bridget said.                                "Apparently," Timi replied.                                                                                                                          "You know we can't keep this up forever," Bridget said.                                          "I know...but for's the only way to ensure your safety. No one knows where you really are."                                                                                                                                                            Bridget nodded, her eyes fluttered. "About Mr Bolade...are you going to help him?"  "You know I can't say no," Timi replied.                                                                                                             "People are after him...and when you try to get him out to wherever he wants to go, you'll be in harm's way too."  "I know," Timi answered, gravely.                            "Just, be careful," Bridget said. She rose to her feet and left the sitting room. Timi recoiled into his chair and thought about the day's events...he soon fell asleep.       

Wednesday, 22 July 2015

Hankook Develops Airless Tire

The idea for an airlesstire has been around for a while, and concepts pop up here and there, but Hankook Tire has announced development of the iFlex; the company’s fifth prototype for a non-pneumatic tire (NPT).

NPT tires, as their name suggests, do not require any air pressure and have a hollow honeycomb structure.
Hankook’s iFlex also claims an earth-friendly focus with greener materials and fabrication methods used.

According to Autoweek, Hankook has been working on the technology behind the iFlex since 2011. To ensure its safety, Hankook tested the iFlex with slalom, durability, hardness, stability and speed tests. The current speed tested limit on the iFlex tires is 81 mph, so there is definitely room for improvement.

Being the fifth prototype, the iFlex has allowed Hankook to make improvements not only on the tire itself, but with how the tire is manufactured. Constructing the tire takes four steps instead of eight, as it had in the previous iterations. Hankook says the change in materials makes the iFlex easier to recycle when it reaches the end of its lifecycle, and the new materials also lend to the ease of manufacturing.

Of course, it's all theoretical right now: There is no word on when Hankook expects to have NPT tires on the market, and the company is mum on an expected price.

FIA retires Jules Bianchi's No 17 from Formula One use

The FIA confirmed Monday that Jules Bianchi's No. 17 will no longer be used in the Formula One world championship.

Since last season, drivers have chosen a number that lasts for the whole of their career in the category.

An FIA statement said, “Jean Todt, president of the FIA, announced that the car number 17 will be retired from the FIA Formula One world championship in honor of Jules Bianchi.

“As F1 car numbers are now personally chosen by each driver, the FIA believes it tobe an appropriate gesture to retire Jules Bianchi’s number 17. As a result, this number can no longer be used for a car competing in the FIA Formula One world championship.”

Bianchi died in a hospital in Nice, France, on Friday from injuries sustained in a crash when his car struck a recovery vehicle at the Japanese Grand Prix in October, 2014.


Saturday, 18 July 2015

All is set for Bikers Converge 2015

The Rock City Motorcycle Club (RCMC) of Ogun State in conjunction with Bikers in Nigeria is presently putting finishing touches to its preparations to host Bikers from all parts of the Federation at the first ever Bikers Converge in Abeokuta, Ogun State, which takes place from July 24th– July 26th, 2015 at Quarry hotel.

RoadKill Episode 5

"The doctor said you'll be out in a few days." Aisha squeezed her brother's hands tighter. He had woken up hours earlier and the nurses had given her a call.                "Well I'd prefer if they let me out today. You did say the re-race was this night right?" ID said, making his best attempt to hide the considerably pain he was feeling. He ached all over.                     "Yeah, but ID, you're in no position to sit behind a steering wheel."     "Oh, come on Aisha, I can drive with one eye closed and a hand tied behind my back."               Aisha laughed.    "Look, Timi and I have got this covered. We'll win this race for you."                          "But I want to help," ID added.                                                                                                                            "Yes, and the only way you can do that is to rest and get well. Just leave it to us."   The conversation dragged on and on, until when the sun began to set. Aisha took her leave promising to come see ID again soon. She headed to Timi's. Aisha exchanged greetings with Bridget and Timi upon her arrival, then started discussing the race.                                                                "This race is going to be considerably difficult. It's the second time the race is being held so everyone already knows what to expect," Timi said.                                 "Yeah, last time, Speed Cruisers' Emeka Chibuzo won the race with his Mustang Shelby GT500. I expect he'll try to win this too-by all means," Aisha commented.  "Definitely, he's going to give us a run for our money. And then there's Ogundade. He's definitely going to try to crash one of us," Timi added, in deep thought.    "He can try. We're way ahead of him," Bridget said, thinking about how the receivers she bought were going to help prevent that.   A while later, they stopped chattering. For some reason, they were all anxious about this race. While each wrestled with the thoughts in his/her mind, one thing was sure, they were doing this for Idris.
They had spent a really long time discussing their plans for the race. They had talked for so long that they had almost missed the real race. They got to the start line just minutes before the race began. Bridget, who had rode with Timi alighted with her laptop in arm. She found a place to sit, put on her laptop, worked her magic and she was able to see all the racers on her screen clearly. Those GoPro cameras were really good. In addition to the visuals, she had audio connections with Timi and Aisha. Timi kept going over the race in his mind. He was calm, confident. He told himself over and over, that he had this in the bag. Aisha sat, alert, behind the wheels. Images of her brother's accident kept flashing in her mind. She planned on getting the one responsible to pay for it. For her, that was her motivation to win this race.                                                                                                                                       The racers started their engines, though they didn't move yet. Then the countdown began. the lady standing in front of the cars waved down her flag. The various speedsters sprinted into action, quickly becoming nothing but blurs to the naked eye. Like the Storm Chasers had expected, Speed Cruiser Emeka Chibuzo had sped himself into the lead, his Mustang Shelby thrusting forward like an unstoppable war head. Blurring closely behind him was Emeka's crew mate Ahmed Anda , he too moving at an unfathomable speed in his green Aston Martin DB9. The Speed Cruisers were undoubtedly keen on winning the race. Furiously on the Aston Martin's tails was Timi, going faster than he had ever been. As he whooshed rapidly past seemingly moving buildings, trees and shops, Timi felt his heart beat faster than he'd ever experienced. He wasn't surprised when he darted an eye to his speedometer and saw 260km/hr. Thank heavens it was past midnight so the roads were free. The top three turned speedily into a bend, neither even slipping up by a bit. Emeka Chibuzo's intense speed caused an ornamental plant by the roadside to fall as he tore past it. Ahmed's closely following Aston Martin split the plant in two as it shot over it, and the tyres of Timi's Dodge Charger grinded the plant to dust as they went over it. Speeding behind Timi were Aisha and Ogundade. They were neck to neck. Ogundade would overtake Aisha and Aisha would overtake back in no time. Neither was giving way for the other. The last three cars on the other hand were nowhere in sight. It was like they were not even in the race at all. Still going at bizarre speeds, Emeka navigated a sharp bend without slowing down even a little. His car drifted a bit but Emeka was even able to use that to his own advantage. It was like Emeka was possessed. He was driving crazily like a real speed demon. He didn't seem to care a dime about safety. He reached a new corner and turned sharply again, navigating the bend perfectly without reducing speed. He was gaining distance between  him and Ahmed now. Yet again, Emeka got to a dogleg, and in his usual reckless self, Emeka veered left, slipping unharmed into the junction, his speed bordering around 290km/hr. Emeka's insane driving was making it difficult for Ahmed to keep up, not to talk about Timi. Timi who couldn't bear to throw caution in the wind navigated each of his turns as carefully as his speed allowed him to. Yeah he wanted to win the race, but he was not  quite ready to end up at the other side. Despite the fact that he was going faster than he'd ever been, he couldn't seem to catch up with Ahmed's Aston Martin in front of him. He desperately hoped for a miracle. The road contorted into a twist taking a snake-like outline. Emeka thought whether to step off his accelerator because of the numerous twirls ahead. He decided against it and instead, marched harder on the throttle. The tyres of his car were barely on the road now. He turned, twirled and twisted with the road. How he perfectly slid left and right without bashing into anything was like magic. How the hell was he doing this? Timi asked himself. Emeka came up to the end of the twisting road where it led into a junction. Emeka hastily veered into the one lane road and unexpectedly, his tyres gave way. There was a loud pop sound, and the next thing Emeka knew was that his car was tumbling. He bashed his head right and left, against the window, the steering...An unsuspecting Ahmed who too was racing at an almost uncontrollable speed crashed into his boss' tumbling vehicle. There was a loud explosion...Timi who was speeding behind Ahmed instinctively  pressed down on his brakes, his hands pushing the gear to stop immediately. Timi's car narrowly skidded past the exploding vehicles, the flames even reaching as far as his windshield. Once clear of the danger, Timi put his car back into sport, and marched on his throttle, speeding on. Timi was now in first place. Aisha coming in behind Timi saw as Emeka miraculously crawled out of his burning car. It seemed Ahmed would be able to make it too. She darted past the gory sight knowing Ogundade was chasing behind her. Ogundade realised that the race would soon end and decided to hit Aisha's car. He pressed onwards speedily, and just as he was about to tip the end of Aisha's car, Bridget's voice sounded into Aisha's ears over the receiver. "Behind you!" Bridget screamed. That was all the warning Aisha needed. She turned her steering left and stepped on the brakes, escaping Ogundade's hit. Now she was behind Ogundade, in a perfect position to send him on a collision course towards the pavilions by the side of the road. She edged closer to him. Bridget noticed what she was doing and pleaded with her not to go ahead with it. An inch away from Ogundade's car, Aisha changed her mind and moved away from Ogundade, over taking him from the right. She quickly gained distance between herself and her. The finish line was now in Timi's sights. He could see Aisha coming closely behind him through the rear view mirror. He pressed forward, and few feet from the finish line, he slowed down, allowing Aisha to whoosh past him. Aisha crossed the finish line first and Timi came in second, an inch behind. Ogundade managed to come in third...and the remaining cars filed in one after the other. The Storm Cruisers had won, and as Timi brought his car to an halt, he whispered, "For Idris."

RoadKill Episode 4

ID was taken to the hospital. The doctor told Aisha, Timi and Bridget that ID had had a concussion, two fractured ribs, a broken arm, and some mild bruises. The doctor had given ID a sedative, and he wouldn't wake up anytime soon. Aisha, Timi and Bridget spent most of the night in the hospital with ID.                                                                                                                                                                                       The next morning, before Timi went to work, Aisha came to him. She suggested that they go and meet Danjuma Gaddo, the man behind the racing world, the guy who ran everything. If he should agree that the previous night's race should be rescheduled, then it would be rescheduled. It was just that Danjuma rarely agreed to interfering in the goings of the world he had created. He rarely, if ever, calls for a re-race for a reason whatsoever. It was going to be difficult to convince him. Timi promised to go with her to Danjuma's house when he came back from work.                                        At around 4PM that day, Aisha and Timi went to Danjuma's house. Aisha drove, since Timi didn't know where Danjuma lived. They presently arrived at the house and were let in by the gateman. It was a huge duplex, mostly painted white. The walls were as high as mountains, and they had barbed wires fixed atop them. It was an impenetrable fortress. Timi and Aisha were ushered in by the butler, he waved them seats and went in to fetch Danjuma. Damjuma looked elegant in his black Kaftan, with a fitting black cap. He took his seat in an arm chair opposite Timi and Aisha.                                       "Hello, Aisha," Danjuma greeted, the both of them were quite acquainted. "What's the name of the newbie again?"                                                                                                                                         Timi felt a bit upset with that, but there was no need to get angry with the guy whose help they had come to seek. "I'm Timi, Timi Andrews."                                                                                                                                    "Oh yeah, Timmy. So you've got two English names..."Danjuma replied.                                                          ", it's Timi, as in Timilehin, not the "Timmy" you're thinking," Timi corrected. Aisha got to the reason why they'd come. She stated flatly. "We want last night's race rescheduled."                   Danjuma scoffed. "I saw last night's race, accidents happen all the time."                                                                "It wasn't an accident Danjuma. Ogundade hit my brother's car on purpose, and I want payback."                                                                                                                                                                        "Then you'll get it in the next race the two of you are in," Danjuma said.                                                Aisha paused, then spoke, " You know, I'd feel better if he had sabotaged my brother to win the race. But Ogundade wasn't even trying to win. When I watched the clip of the race, I noticed he was behind my brother all through, never tried to outrun him. I need to find out why."                                   Danjuma looked at Aisha, then Timi, who had been mute all through. Timi hadn't talked because he wasn't familiar with Danjuma. Danjuma took a minute to make a decision. Finally, he agreed.                    "You're right Aisha. Ogundade wasn't trying to win, so I'd like to know why he bashed your brother's car too. The race will be rescheduled-Two nights from now."                                               Aisha and Timi got up thanking Danjuma. This time, they'd make sure Ogundade paid for his treachery.  
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That night, Aisha traced Ogundade to a club. Ogundade who had received his payment from Asiwaju Derele was having a blast time at the club when Aisha barged in. She went straight to confront him, landing a hot slap on his right cheek. Before Ogundade could react, she gave him another. Everyone around paused in shock. The bartender, who was filling a cup with a drink was so shocked, he didn't notice the cup had started overflowing. Ogundade was just about to react when suddenly, out of the blue, Timi stepped between them. Luckily, he had decided to get a drink in that club that night. He pulled Aisha away and stopped Ogundade from dishing out his own hit.                                                                  "I'm going to make sure you pay for what you did to my brother," Aisha threatened.                            "Try anything stupid, and you'll end up just like him," Ogundade shouted back. Timi was still between both of them. Ogundade tried to shove him aside and Timi pushed back...Before either man knew it,  they were exchanging blows. In a fit of rage, after Ogundade landed a massive fist on Timi's face, Timi grabbed him by his collar, raised him, and sent him through a table, shattering the table itself and the glass wares on it. Still breathing heavily, Timi bellowed, "Better hope that two nights from now, you wouldn't be road kill," and he stormed out of the club with Aisha.   
The next day, after Timi had finished from work, he went to Skyline Motors, this time taking Bridget along. Aisha was expecting them both. She and Timi had scheduled a practise race for that evening. They were suspecting that Ogundade was going to try to ram them, so they had to stay one step ahead of him.                                                                                                                                                                          "You're early," Aisha said, before facing Bridget and greeting her warmly.                                "Yeah, got away from work early today. Let's start," Timi declared.                                                          "Wait," Bridget protested, searching her hand bag frantically. "I've got something for both of you." Finally, she took out three ultra small ear receivers, and handed one each to Timi and Aisha. Then she took out two tiny GoPro cameras, and mounted one each atop Timi and Aisha's vehicles.                 "I want us to try these out. If you guys are going to be racing tomorrow, I have to make sure you're safe. You can't focus on the road ahead of you and at the same time worry about who's behind you."                                                                                                                                                                          "So with these receivers, you can help us watch our backs," Aisha added, a slight smile touching her lips.                                                                                                                                                                     "Yes, I'll be watching the race, and if I see anything out of the ordinary, I'll let you know. So I want us to test it out today," Bridget said. She went on to ask Aisha if she had a computer around. Aisha pointed her to a laptop inside the glass Skyline building. While Aisha and Timi got into their cars, Bridget reached the laptop and logged onto a map application. Then touching the receiver in her hear she asked, "Can you guys hear me?"  "Loud and clear," the duo replied.                                            "Okay guys, I'm locking unto the signals of the trackers of your cars..."                                                            "Wait where did you learn to do all these?" Aisha aksed, perplexed.                                               "She studied Systems Engineering in the US," Timi replied. Some seconds later, Bridget was done. She had locked unto the signals of their trackers, with that, she would be able to know where each car was on the map, and with the cameras, she would be able to see all the action live, like during a normal race. The map image and the videos appeared on separate windows on her desktop. All was ready. "Alright guys, you can begin your race...In three, two, one...GO!"                                              The tyres of Aisha's Cobalt SS screeched loudly as she thrust forward, her car's and Timi's, edge to edge. They both kept accelerating at a constant rate, till they blasted out of the Skyline Compound, now stepping slightly on their breaks as they turned into the main roads. Bridget's program was working perfectly. "Watch out guys, traffic's pretty busy ahead," She warned...Neither took heed...They just sped faster...

Tuesday, 7 July 2015

How Governor Ambode plans to solve traffic problem in lagos

Lagos State Governor, Akinwunmi Ambode has set his sights on drastically reducing the traffic problem bedeviling the State by introducing a world class traffic information and management system.

The globally tested traffic system which has worked for many cities similar to Lagos may have caught the eye of the Governor who wants to see Lagosians spend less hours in traffic and more in their offices and at work, according to the State government.

Investigations have revealed that in the next couple of weeks, the governor will work with some experts to design a system that fits the Lagos traffic pattern.

Lagos is home to some of the worst traffic congestion in the world. Traffic congestion is a daily challenge in the metropolis with highly undesirable socioeconomic and environmental effects, increasing stress and pollution levels and reducing overall productivity.There is an urgency to decongest perennial traffic spots like the Third Mainland Bridge, Abule Egba, Apapa, Ojota and Dopemu.

The State says it will introduce a world class traffic information and management system. A smart network comprising of hundreds of cameras, road sensors and electronic displays have been specially designed to collect and deliver real time information to city commuters that will help regulate traffic.

Highly visible displays and a mobile phone application will flag highly congested hotspots, suggest alternative routes and estimate arrival times – all in real time, according to the traffic management blueprint.

The State government says it realises that information is power and is set to empower Lagosians with more traffic information ahead of time.

Ambode has also said he is confident of reducing the time spent in traffic, drastically improve each commuter’s quality of life and improve the city’s productivity as a whole. The Governor avers that in big cities of the world, traffic information systems have helped improve traffic flow to a large percentage.

Since he took over the reins, Gov Ambode has spent more time trying to solve the Apapa traffic conundrum and other traffic related problems in Lagos.

SOURCE: native9ja

Kia makes Picanto Chilli to Special Edition

Kia has announced two new range additions, with satnav on the Picanto for first time and extra kit for Sportage SUV.

Kia is hoping to give two models in its range an extra kick with new special editions. A new 'Chilli' variant of the Picanto city car offers sat-nav for the first time, while the Sportage'Axis' loads up on extra equipment and better value for money.

The Picanto Chilli can be purchased now from £11,495 (manual) and £12,095 (automatic), sporting three doors and powered solely by a 1.2 84bhp four-cylinder engine. The special edition city car will sit above the SR7 in the range with three exterior colours (red, black and white) and a red interior trim unique to the Chilli.

Twin exhaust tailpipes aim to lift the recently revised Picanto, while corresponding coloured sills and new 15-inch alloy wheels finish off the exterior looks. Aluminium pedals are coupled with red and grey seats to match the interior trim, while gloss black detailing is also added. The biggest news is that this is the first Picanto to be available with sat-nav, with a seven-inch touchscreen borrowed from the Rio featuring European maps and a reversing camera included.

A limited-run edition of the Sportage midsize SUV has also been added to the range, dubbed the 'Axis'. Starting from £20,995 and available with the 1.6-litre petrol or 1.7-litre diesel engines, the Axis is designed to offer some luxury features from the flagship models at a lower price.

Exterior tweaks exclude a gloss black radiator grille, roof rails, LED tail-lamps and electric folding mirrors. Inside there's black trim and headlining, leather seats, a seven-speaker Infinity sound system and a seven-inch touchscreen sat-nav, while heated rear seats and privacy glass complete the main upgrades.

Saturday, 4 July 2015

RoadKill Episode 3

Aisha sped past a trailer, zooming forward at top speed. She made a sharp turn at a dogleg, only to almost hit an oncoming vehicle she hadn't seen. She swerved sideways, losing control of the car for a fleeting moment-But that was all Timi needed. Timi capitalised on Aisha's mistake, thrusting forward at full speed. He was right on her tail, just a few inches behind. This was the final 5 meters. He was determined to win. They both sped onwards

Thursday, 2 July 2015

Chevrolet unveils details on the 2016 Camaro convertible

Barely a month after Chevy rolled out the 6th generation of its classic pony car, the automaker took the wraps off of the 2016 Camaro convertible. While this stylish droptop is a mechanical clone of the coupe and benefits from the same stiffer structure and roughly 200-pound weight reduction, it does boast one key difference in the form of what Chevy is calling "the most sophisticated top in the segment." It may just look like a cute convertible, but it has some interesting features to improve the driving experience.

The fully automatic power top is capable of opening and closing at speeds up to 30 mph, and it has a hard tonneau cover that deploys automatically to add finish to the look when the top is down.

The Camaro convertible is a four-seater, although the back seat, as is often the case in this class, looks very small. The top also includes a feature that allows remote opening with the key fob, and full multi-layer construction, with both acoustic and thermal barriers, should help keep the cabin from being too noisy or drafty for four-season driving. And the Camaro makes the jump to the realm of driving modes and configurable instrument clusters.

Available in SS and LT models when it goes on sale in early 2016, the new Camaro convertible will be offered with the same all-new powertrain combinations as its coupe counterpart: a 275-horsepower/2.0LTurbo 4-cylinder, an all-new 355-horse/3.6-liter naturally aspirated V6 and the 455-horse/6.2-liter LT1 V8, each of which can be backed by a 6-speed manual transmission or optional 8-speed autoshifter.

The 2016 Chevy Camaro convertible will be built alongside the Camaro coupe at GM’s Lansing Grand River Assembly Plant in Michigan.

While the Coupe arrives this fall, the convertible won’t arrive until early next year.