Quiz #1

Priths Perthy Post -Quiz - Read the description, and then figure out the details. If you're good, you should be able to sovle it just by reading half of it.(Applicable only to Mazians and Taylorians) .

The smell of unburnt gasoline fills the air as the air-conditioning tries its best to filter out the smoke particles, but in vain. The smell, reminds the driver that smoking is bad for health, similar to sticking your mouth in the exhaust of a car with a bad engine. The driver brakes at the traffic light, observes a petrol station, with all the people filling their tanks and emptying their bank accounts at the lavishly decorated, air-conditioned convenience store in the station. The traffic light turns green, as the last of the oncoming motorists jumps a red light, the driver accelerates slowly knowing traffic light or not, there will be impatient motorists. He drives down a hill and comes to a T- junction that faces a car company, the number two in the country. With numerous number of cars parked in the front all polished and priced to attract the vulnerable customers. Car dealers seated comfortably inside waiting for that one customer to prey on like vultures circling a dead carcass. The driver stops at the t- junction and looks both ways for oncoming traffic where the cars accelerate a little more than usual, to boast their domination over the road. Being patient, the driver looks at the built in liquid crystal display clock, reminding him that he is late. Being late is alright in normal circumstances, but in his case, he cant afford to be late, as his destination demands him not to. He whispers some non-dictionary words to himself and to the oncoming cars. The driver finally get to turn, he takes a right at the junction and relaxes as he is almost at the destination. Just one more left turn, he looks for the right one, the one with the sign, having found it he turns in. The music playing in his tape player plays some hindi songs. Entering the gates, he sees familiar cars parked outside, he knows he's late. Parking is abundant, making the choice even harder. After applying the handbrakes, he gathers his bag and turns the ignition off and locks his car. Feeling the humidity hit his skin, and the smell of sweat rising through his nose, the sounds of those metallic fans buzzing like flies, he knows he has come to the right place.


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