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...girls stroll around the store for a while, trying to evade suspicion with their artificial nonchalance, but to no avail. Just as they think they're home free, the man in the yellow sweatshirt saunters down the ramp to the front door and politely requests that they follow him back inside...
...annual sales. "Look at Nike. They're the best marketing machine in America, and they couldn't buy their way into skateboarding." Ironic that in the pre-nose-ring generation, Nike invented core. Coreness can reach ridiculous extremes. Almost every Velcro Valley firm has erected a half-pipe skateboard ramp on its premises. "We used to have one right out in the middle of the place," says Volcom's Woolcott, "but skateboards were, like, hitting people at their desks." Bummer...
...sight. The only flames in evidence are painted onto the sides of a tricked-up Rambler with its name--Impatience--emblazoned on its sides. Long lines of eager participants inch forward slowly, racing their motors eagerly. After negotiating a path between the bumpers of the cars crowding the waiting ramp, visitors cross a barren patch of dirt to get to the bleachers. Pot-bellied silhouettes with gleaming headphones and walkie-talkies loom ominously from the dark hulk of a conning tower, floodlights throw stark shadows, and arching billows of steam and smoke uncoil overhead. It's only too easy...
...breakdowns and burnouts, nothing dramatic." Many of the souped-up vehicles possess more bells and whistles than a groaning Christmas tree. Bob points out the "snorkels," bulbous protuberances on the hoods of many of the dragsters for scooping in air. Bob himself opts for a "tunnel ramp," a double carbeurator set-up that does much the same thing. "Some of them use nitrous oxide--you know, laughing gas--because it gives you a lot more power," Bob nods toward the tell-tale white spurts coming out from under the hood as the engines revved...
...ducked, then heard a sharp explosion behind him. He fled around the side of the embassy, shouting into his walkie-talkie: "Base! Base! Terrorism! Terrorism!" But nobody heard him on the busy channel. Back at the gates, guard Joash Okindo managed to lock the heavy steel doors over the ramp to the embassy garage as the attacker hurled another grenade in his direction. Nanoseconds later, Bwaku heard the ferocious explosion of a bomb that knocked him off his feet but left him miraculously alive. Later, Bwaku's American boss at United International confirmed that another guard had seen a similar...