"In 500 yards, turn right on to Market Street."
He loved his satnav. It completely eliminated the need to read maps or memorise the route you needed to drive. This freed up valuable brain space to remember the score in every match his team had ever played and the full cast list to all the Star Wars films.
"Turn right."
He turned right.
"Continue straight ahead."
He did as he was told, jumping a red light and causing another motorist to break and lean on her horn. He was oblivious to this.
"Continue straight ahead."
He followed the instructions and crashed through a fence, drove down an embankment and came to rest in a stream.
"Continue straight ahead."
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