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Africa's Square Tires

In Africa since the 1960s Africans have been driven in vehicles with square tires whose drivers sit and steer behind square brake-less wheels January to January vehicles jerk and jolt all the way passengers scream and shout hardly enjoying the ride on rough and pot-holed roads Most times passengers leave the seats and kneel they pray and pray and pray to the Al-merciful God for journey mercies to all No one has reached destination few have had dreams fulfilled some passengers jump off as vehicles jerk their way non-stop without surgeons causalities die But fate has its own ways unless the vehicles crash until bye-standers run and grab the square-tired vehicles no safety for the passengers

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