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"What happened?"

The chauffeur shook his head in puzzlement. Then, he was prompted by waves of discontented and resentful blaring sounds as the chauffeur frantically turned the steering wheel, adjusting the position of his car. As he did so, he muttered to himself, "That doesn't make sense.

"Alright, alright. Master, stop muttering. I really don't have much time left. Please hurry up