So I did . Then , at the bottom of the Coquihalla Highway , there was an East Indian fellow who got out of his truck scratching his head at the great plumes of smoke billowing out from the wheels of his trailer . Looks like he got an expensive lesson on why you 're not supposed to ride the brakes going down a hill .. I do n't feel sorry for him , but I am very glad nobody was hurt ... The rest of the trip to Van went without incident .

A: What is the reason great plumes of smoke billowing out from the wheels of his trailer ?

On Monday , I was driving forward through the intersection at Raymond / University in St. Paul . I had a green light , and a guy took a left hand turn and smashed into me . He said he did n't see me .

A: Why did he really crash into me ?

It has reminded me of the nebulous decision for why I wanted to go to med school in the first place . 4 yrs ago I had a horrible time writing my personal statement for my application . I had zillions of first drafts and never really said anything concrete . Another fellow med student said she wrote " I want to help people " and her guidance counselor premed adviser person told her she could n't write that , " But I do ! "

A: What will the narrator do after school is completed ?

I would have had no time to go home & change or anything so I just passed . Ugh . What jerks . Like the nerdy maid of honor could have mentioned that in her email .

A:
What may be the reason they had no time to go home and change ?