DUO 3.0 SECTION 19 212-223
“Jane, please do me a favor and give me a ride to Times Square.” “I wish I could, but I’m tied up right now.”
As usual, Mike turned up on time. He’s very punctual.
The other day I ran out of gas in the middle of a busy Interstate.
A truck driving ahead of me skidded, turned over, and scattered its load all over the road.
He recalled that a collision had been avoided by sheer luck.
In case of an emergency, get in touch with my agent right away.
“Jane, where are we heading?” “I think we’re lost. We went in the wrong direction.” “Damn! Pull over!”
My rusty Ford broke down, obstructing the intersection.
There are so many fine scratches and dents on its surface, it’s no use polishing it.
“Hey, we’re stuck in a traffic jam!” “Chill out, Joe. Let’s take a shortcut! We’ll get there in time.”
“I’ve got a flat tire. Can you give me a hand?” “I’d be glad to.”
The ambulance went out of control and came close to running over a pedestrian.
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