The following question is based on the text. My brother had a bad experience. It happened last week. He woke up late because his alarm clock didn’t ring. He got up quickly and had a shower in a hurry, and he didn’t have enough time to eat breakfast. He was driving his car fast, hoping he wouldn’t be late for work, and that prevented him from taking a good look at the traffic lights. He failed to stop when the light was red. And he was still driving fast when suddenly a policeman on his huge motorbike overtook him and told him to stop. “Good morning! You ran the red light. Can I see your driving license and paper, please?” he said as my brother was getting out of his car. He tapped his back pocket trying to find his wallet where he had his driving license and paper. But the wallet was not there. He checked his bag in the car. It was not there either. “Excuse me, Officer. I don’t have my wallet. I left it at home. I am in a hurry,” he said apologetically. Of course the policeman wouldn’t listen to such excuses. He told him to get back home and fetch the driving license and paper. He said he could leave the car there and he would wait. Luckily my brother had some money in his other pocket. He caught a public transport and went back home. 30 minutes later, he got back to his car. He showed the policeman his driving license and paper and he gave. The officer gave him a ticket for running the red light and for failing to produce his driving license and paper. By this time he was 45 minutes late for work. He was sure his boss would be very angry. He had to drive to his office even faster. But there was another problem; He couldn’t find his car key. Perfect! He left his car key at home! Cursing, again he headed back home and grabbed the damned key that was lying on the table near the door. The public transport trip to go back to his car was slow as the driver had to stop very often for more passengers. It took him 25 minutes to get back to his car. When he was behind the wheel again, the time was 09.55. He was late, very late.He could see his boss’s nasty face and could hear the words he would use to address his being late. So, he drove the rest of the trip like hell. When he arrived at his office, he was surprised. The gate of the office was closed and he didn’t see anyone there, not even the office boy. The main door was also closed. And that was the time he realized it was Sunday. The text tells about …

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    My brother had a bad experience. It happened last week. He woke up late because his alarm clock didn’t ring. He got up quickly and had a  shower in a hurry,  and he didn’t have enough time to eat breakfast.
    He was driving his car fast,  hoping he wouldn’t be late for work, and that prevented him from taking a good look at the traffic lights. He failed to stop when the light was red.  And he was still driving fast when suddenly a policeman on his huge motorbike overtook him and told him to stop. 
    “Good morning! You ran the red light. Can I see your driving license and paper, please?” he said as my brother was getting out of his car.
    He tapped his back pocket trying to find his wallet where he had his driving license and paper. But the wallet was not there. He checked his bag in the car. It was not there either.
    “Excuse me, Officer. I don’t have my wallet. I left it at home. I am in a hurry,” he said apologetically. Of course the policeman wouldn’t listen to such excuses. He told him to get back home and fetch the driving license and paper. He said he could leave the car there and he would wait.
    Luckily my brother had some money in his other pocket. He caught a public transport and went back home. 30 minutes later, he got back to his car. He showed the policeman his driving license and paper and he gave. The officer gave him a ticket for running the red light and for failing to produce his driving license and paper.
    By this time he was 45 minutes late for work. He was sure his boss would be very angry. He had to drive to his office even faster. But there was another problem; He couldn’t find his car key. Perfect! He left his car key at home!
    Cursing, again he headed back home and grabbed the damned key that was lying on the table near the door. The public transport trip to go back to his car was slow as the driver had to stop very often for more passengers. It took him 25 minutes to get back to his car.
    When he was behind the wheel again, the time was 09.55. He was late, very late.He could see his boss’s nasty face and could hear the words he would use to address his being late.
    So, he drove the rest of the trip like hell. When he arrived at his office, he was surprised. The gate of the office was closed and he didn’t see anyone there, not even the office boy. The main door was also closed. And that was the time he realized it was Sunday.

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