If you were in Egbeda and you need to find one of this zero-traffic-tolerance machine to ride on to Gate, you don't have to ask to locate their assembly; yes, that turning next to the BRT shed.
There they are, too many.
Our correspondent counted the Okadas at sight: 77 in number! And not counting the ones on motion.
Of this number, roughly 64 of the riders were Abokis. And that's the scary point. These guys (not all Abokis) are usually young, rudy, a lot of them a little taller than the okadas. They don't hear Yoruba or your English (or maybe they pretend not to); so your hunger for a safe ride, expressed by your constant pleading, ranting, spatting as they sped recklessly don't make a meaning.
So, too many, too messy.
Before you hop on a bike, make you look face well well. We need these riders, no doubt. We all just don't want to get into a mess.