<s>[INST] context: My name is Sam. I joined a club called "Passing help" last month. Now let me tell you why I joined it.
One evening this May, on my way home my old car broke down. It was 25 miles from my home. I wanted to _ in somebody else's car, but it was dark and there was no car. It was also hard to take a taxi. I decided to take a bus home. I went to a bus stop nearby.
After a while, a bus came ,but it did not go to my town. The bus driver was a young woman. She was kind and she told me which bus I should take. I waited there for about thirty minutes, but no bus came . At last a car came to me and a woman came out of the car. She was just the bus driver.
" When I reached the bus station. I got to know that the bus to your town couldn't come, so I returned here. I just can't leave you here," she said ."Get in my car and I will take you back to your home."
"It is a long way," I said.
"Come on, sir," she said."Let's go."
On the way she told me a story. A few days ago. There wasn't gas  in her car. An old man drove her up to a gas station and then back to her car.
When we got to my home ,I wanted to give her some money to thank her, but she didn't accept it. " I only want to help others and do something nice for somebody. Pass it along." She said. [/INST] question: What happened to Sam one evening this May? | options: A: He lost his way B: His car broke down C: He was in danger D: He missed the bus | answer: B </s>