Everytime the hot-tempered driver reveals his instinct peculiar attitude, his wisdom - bestower boss always imparts him a temperance and moderation nuggets of advice, ' Take the middle of the road, relax and you won't fall '. The driver takes it literally. In the following long-distant trip, he doesn't fall beside the precipice but he has encountered vehicular accident resulting to multiple injuries and damage of properties. H e blames his boss for his criminal liabilities.
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