Word: motoring
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...first offer was some tooling that could be done only on a new $4,000 machine. The twins, who had never even seen $4,000, made their own machine-out of a junked lathe, an old washing-machine motor, an oil pump from a 1926 automobile and one of Ma's old washtubs to catch the oil that leaked...
...Also a wood plane is the graceful (6,200-Ib.) Russian fighter T-18, or MIG-3, which has plywood in wings and tail as well as fuselage. A single 12-cylinder, liquid-cooled, 1,200-h.p. motor gives it a top speed of 360 m.p.h. at 13,000 ft. Its armament is reportedly very light-two 7.6-mm. machine guns, one 12.7-mm. machine...
Some ten yards from the bank the left tread of the rear tank climbed out of the treadway. The tank teetered for a fraction of a second, then the pontoons shifted. With treads still grinding and motor roaring, the tank plunged off the submerging treadway into the river, sank in a swirl of bubbling water. Almost on top of it plunged the tank ahead, down into the river out of sight...
...that boat and made for a motor gunboat. Mac pulled me aboard, that's Sergeant Major McEvoy, a grand guy. He told me my eye was gone and he bandaged my forehead. We got orders to transfer to a destroyer and Mac practically carried me up those ropes. I was pretty weak. He put me in the sick bay and said: "You'll be all right now, Joe." Then we got dive-bombed and a big hole was blown in the sick bay. The blast blew everyone around and I just about passed out. Mac got blown...
...already warming plane in which I was acting radioman. He laid his topee carefully on a palm stump so the slipstream wouldn't blow it off and climbed up on the wing beside my cockpit. 'So long!' he yelled above the roar of the motor. 'See you in Honolulu sometime.' Then he climbed down and stood for a few seconds with his head hanging in that quizzical way of his, his eyes looking up. Suddenly he clambered up on the wing again and shouted through the wind, 'Gee, John, I wish we could...