Word: hoods
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...around 1910 and lived quietly with relatives out West. Jesse James stirred such a spirited buzzard of legend and myth that, after he was shot dead, subsequent generations were persuaded by transparent impostors that the St. Joe desperado was, yessir, still alive. Questions about James (Was he a Robin Hood or mere hood?) will long stay alive...
...Illinois. It has successfully pushed for more judges in the criminal courts, and it has developed a criminal identification program to help judges decide when to grant bail. But the commission's chief asset is information, particularly about organized crime. In the late '60s, it published a Hood's Who, a directory of Mob leaders and their business fronts, complete with home addresses. Now it profiles a crime figure in each issue of its quarterly report, Searchlight...
...dismisses the "Hindenburg syndrome," which makes people associate hydrogen with blazing death because of the famous dirigible disaster in 1937. Disregarding Mann's assurance that putting a bullet through this engine would not cause a fire, the car owner involuntarily takes a step back from the open hood. But he perks up at hydrogen mileage figures. The car "should" get about 60 m.p.g. and, because of the hydraulic accumulator designed to take over during stop-and-go traffic, close to 100 m.p.g. in the city...
...plastic tabs placed at odd angles just above the rear window of a Plymouth Volare. "Vortex generators," explains a student. The little tabs cause turbulence in the air as it passes over the car, reducing "drag" and saving fuel. "Wanna see another innovation?" pipes another student from under the hood. "How 'bout this clothespin holding on the accelerator cable...
...blinds in the tiny brown chamber at the Florida State Prison opened at 10:11 a.m., giving the 32 witnesses their first glimpse through the glass partition at the condemned man. He was strapped tightly into the stout oak chair, a black gag across his mouth. Suddenly a black hood dropped over his face, and six attendants stepped back. The executioner, his identity a secret and his face also shrouded in black, flipped a red switch, sending 2,250 volts of electricity through the man's body, then two more surges. At 10:18 a.m., a doctor pronounced...