The Angel Called Mopol Sunday Nathaniel By Joel Goodman Nwokeoma

Last night, as I drove from the office headed home after work, I heard an unusual sharp noise from under the front tyre of my car. It was on the Long Bridge of the Lagos-Ibadan Expressway.

Given that ungodly time, I called my colleague leading the convoy that it appeared my car had developed a fault but it would be risky stopping on the dangerous bridge to check what it was. I implored him to reduce his speed so he could be within reach in case of any emergency.

I prayed along while I slowed down my speed to less than 20km/h.

The car had just returned from the mechanic on Monday for servicing, so I was left wondering what was amiss.

On getting to the inward Lagos end of the expressway, a little check done and I decided to keep driving home, about 20km away. But slowly too.

I kept to the speed till I detoured to Ikeja and was relieved a little. My thought all the while was that it could be the shaft and bearing that damaged. Time was 12am.

On getting to Balogun bus stop on Obafemi Awolowo Way, what I feared most happened. The car pulled to a screeching halt. The left front tyre having pulled out and sped away, leaving me lonely in the car but surrounded by an angelic host. One of which was Sunday Nathaniel, a Taraba indigene, working at MOPOL 20 Ikeja. He was riding home in his bike on the opposite direction. He beckoned that the tyre had sped almost close to Olowu Bus stop. It was dangerous looking for a tyre that time, I thought, surveying the dark corners to ensure no hoodlum was lurking. Two other human angels snaked out from their enclaves: one a vulcaniser and another a security guard in a finance house nearby. Offering to help. Unknown to me, Mopol Sunday had reversed and went in search of the tyre, recovered it and brought it to me. The vulca came handy while Super Sunday provided security and supplied light from his torch.

A bolt from each tyre was removed to tighten the loosed tyre in order to steady it. Angel Mopol advised I drive slowly home. To show my gratitude, I gave a token Naira notes. Mopol turned my offer down, telling me he was only concerned about my welfare.

When I called my mechanic this morning to know what he did to the tyre, he confessed it’s his boy who fixed back the tyre after working on it and apparently couldn’t tighten the bolts. Lesson learnt? Never drive your car returned from a mechanic without ensuring the bolts are well fixed and tightened. It could save your life.

My God surfaced for me, as always, again last night and held the tyre all through the time I drove on the Long Bridge and dangerous places on the way to where I could find helpers that time. I’m grateful to Him.

If you have had cause to condemn the police because of the acts of a few bad eggs, here’s an opportunity to compliment them on account of this Super Cop. Do that by sharing this story and making his name known to the right quarters.

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