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Word: propelled (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1940-1949
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Besides Cox, six other servicemen will help propel the Crimson shell. None have seen Varsity service. Rowing number seven will be Bim Chanler, an exartillery captain in the ETO who held down the same spot in the undefeated Freshman team of 1942. Number six is Mike Scully, another Army man, with only a brief informal season behind...

Author: By Jay K. Weiss, | Title: Eights Race Cornell, MIT, Princeton In Post-war Charles Opener Today | 5/4/1946 | See Source »

Also censor-passed: an "unauthenticated" description of the rocket bomb by a Reuters correspondent in Normandy. The bomb was pictured as a monstrous thing: up to 90 tons in overall weight, with an explosive head of ten to 15 tons. Its rockets would propel it through the stratosphere at 40,000 feet. Its 250-mile range would bring Birmingham, Manchester, Hull into peril...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: World Battlefronts: Sending End | 8/7/1944 | See Source »

Last week carbon dioxide, liquefied, solidified and then crushed, was used in Denver to propel bullets from guns...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Army & Navy And Civilian Defense: Squirt Bullets | 7/6/1942 | See Source »

Well, that's about what we civilians expect, but that word "positively" sounds a little too positive to me. You remind me of the fellow who once proved beyond any shadow of a doubt that a ship would never be able to propel itself across the Atlantic with steam because it would require more fuel than the ship could carry. He proved it with actual, unassailable figures. Positively...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Letters, Jun. 29, 1942 | 6/29/1942 | See Source »

...getting off a small motorboat. . . . Trying to splash toward it, I went under again. . . . A score of others had the same idea. . . . Finally the motorboat tipped over, hurling us all into the sea.* I saw the black silhouette of a destroyer about 75 yards ahead. . . . I managed to propel myself forward and hang on to a ladder, safe, but so spent I couldn't pull myself up. At that moment a life raft drifted against the destroyer's side. It banged my head against the warship and I cried out time and again: 'Stop...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: MEDITERRANEAN: Galatea & Allen Go Down | 1/19/1942 | See Source »

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