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...Dusk is creeping up the pine trees at the Sawgrass Players Club, but Vijay Singh isn't heading for the 19th hole. After shooting a 5-under-par 67 in the first round of the Players championship, the world's top-ranked golfer ambles over to the driving range, pulls an iron out of his bag and, like a windmill, whacks 10 balls straight down the fairway. He switches irons and hits 40 more. Autograph seekers would be advised to go elsewhere. "I'm not going to stop," he tells his caddie. After 80 more shots, sunlight has dropped into...
Because of these benefits, HUCEP should extend its hours, as Assistant Dean of the College Paul J. McLoughlin II discussed doing last year, to incorporate what he called a sliding schedule. This would mean moving up the starting hours of HUCEP to dusk and changing the hours a few times throughout the year to coincide with the changes in daylight...
...policemen in the capital alone, though a U.S. military official says at least 7,000 more police might be needed. The Allawi government is considering even more extreme measures to tighten security across the country as election day draws closer. The government has drawn up plans for a dusk-to-dawn curfew and a restriction on travel starting three days before the election, including a total ban on car traffic in major cities, which means voters will have to walk to polling stations. And since insurgents often set off roadside bombs with cell phones, cell service may be shut down...
...insurgents had studied the Americans' methods well. To negate the U.S.'s preference to fight in the dark using night-vision equipment, the insurgents focused their attacks in the dim light of dawn and dusk. As the sun set, a decrepit warehouse suddenly sparkled with at least a dozen muzzle flashes. Bullets flew thick over the unit's commandeered building. "Look at the industrial complex," Bellavia yelled at his men. "I want you to shoot, shoot." The Wolf Pack lashed back with chattering automatic-weapons fire. A sister platoon, bunkered down a few hundred yards to the west, joined...
...Just as all hope was fading, I seized an alien aircraft and made my escape. I sailed up into the darkening sky with light snow sifting down around me. Moody music, like something from Carmina Burana, swelled in the background. The sounds of battle faded beneath me in the dusk. It was like the end of Platoon, and I was Charlie Sheen. Then the waterworks started...