Word: raines
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...hundred feet beneath a blanket of ice. No sound came from the injured or trapped. There was only the Alpine silence, broken by the rippling of the Viege River. The dam itself was untouched. Next day, Swiss soldiers and rescue workers clawed at the mass in a drenching rain, once interrupting the search to run for their lives when word came that cracks in another large section of the glacier threatened to dump more ice onto the valley floor. Groaned one engineer: "This is like chipping away at the Rock of Gibraltar. It will take months, perhaps years...
...ramshackle capital on the island of Mahe, the town clock, a silver-painted model of Big Ben in the main square, strikes the hour twice for the benefit of those who forget to count the first time. Until recently, the Seychelles' liveliest political issue was whether it would rain on the Legislative Council election...
...Night. Rain. Pavement squeegeed dry by tires of car ahead. NEW ENGLAND KEEP LEFT, chk-chk-chk from cars in opposite lanes, their headlights spaced out evenly by expert tailgating. Radio: "Hurricane Betsy is acting up again." Sensation of pleasant tension, smooth-pumping pistons, wiper-rhythm. WARNING SPEED CHECKED BY RADAR. Needle's right on 65. Cops make allowances. "Hey nonny nonny and a Ballantine beer." PAY TOLL AHEAD. Get out EXACT CHANGE. Hands resting lightly on wheel. "You don't believe-we're on the eve-of destruction." LINCOLN...
...Calm down!" yelled Paul McCartney through the pelting jelly-bean rain in San Francisco's Cow Palace. "Things are getting dangerous." That was nothing new, but as the Beatles fought through the last engagement of their late-summer U.S. campaign, the casualties were especially heavy. One cop was knocked cold, conked by a flying Coke bottle, two others had minor injuries, 231 beatlenuts fainted, 94 got first aid, and five-months-pregnant Julia Stewart, wife of the Kingston Trio's John Stewart, was nearly trampled when she was jostled to the bedlam floor. C'est la guerre...
Four in the Fudge. Heavy rain fell all night before the race, and by post time the clay track was the consistency of soft fudge. Unlike flat-racing thoroughbreds, who plant their hoofs, then pick them straight up-and often revel in the softer footing of an "off" track-trotters slide their hoofs slightly forward each time they take a stride; they tend to slip and get mired in the mud. That is exactly what happened to Noble Victory: twice in the three-heat race, he broke stride; in the third heat, the best he could do was third...