Word: growls
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...three- and four-wheel vehicles, running up and down the riverbed with abandon. As some ATV riders sat chugging beer on the bank, cohorts roared past at breakneck speeds, narrowly missing other vehicles. Music blasted from portable radios and car stereos, commingling with the whoops of riders and the growl of unmuffled engines. The air stank of gasoline. Usually clear, the Black River in places ran the crayon green of a sewage ditch as algae were stirred up by the commotion...
...build relationships, probe for strengths and weaknesses. If he can't shake your hand, he'll give you a call. Strauss spends hours a day on the phone, staying in touch with his network of friends, his cello-like Texas drawl coming through as either a low, world- weary growl or a tone much higher on the scale when he's angry or excited. His conversations are laced with humor or biting sarcasm. "Listen, you sumbitch," he barks to a friend, "you've got a problem, and I'm going to tell you how to solve...
Though seasoned investors vowed to wait out the market, many newcomers who had never heard a bear market growl found the sound just too menacing. During the last two weeks of October, shareholders drained a total of $13 billion out of stock mutual funds. Of that, $9 billion flowed into money-market funds, which hold Government securities, bank certificates of deposit and other sturdy investments. At Franklin Resources in San Mateo, Calif., redemptions in October reached $550 million, a level more than three times as high as in a typical month. "It was a stampede," said Monte Gordon, director...
...spew stinky fumes and carcinogens. A bike is easy to park in a sliver of space, and of precious oil it needs only a smidgen to keep the wheels squeakless. Riders may turn rowdy, but the vehicle itself is quiet -- a blessed virtue amid the squawk-bleat- scream-grind-growl-honk-toot-wail-shr iek that is the voice of the big city...
...Whitney Houston can sing, and not just too. Beneath the Tiffany wrapping lie the supplest pipes in pop music. Her precocity and virtuosity, her three-octave range and lyrical authority, are, at 23, scary. She can switch moods without stripping emotional gears, segueing from a raunchy growl to an angelic trill in a single line -- no sweat. She coaxes the back-street torch song Saving All My Love for You until the song's Other Woman sounds like a little girl lost in faded rapture. She stands up to the string section in that anthem of enlightened egotism, Greatest Love...