Word: reared
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...cornered hat. Then the camera descended to bare thighs and legs furiously pumping a bicycle. Eh bien! Nappy was in a closely contested race, panting beside Marshals Ney, Murat and Massena. The Duke of Wellington was gaining fast amid cries that "The Englishman is right on our rear ends!" Worse, Nappy's teammates refused to help when his front tire went pffft. "If I win at. Waterloo, I'll give you a big share of the prize money," whined the Emperor. Mais non! Who should hit the tape first at the Waterloo velodrome? That Prussian ringer, Marshal...
...complex science. It is basically a pressurized tank for liquid oxidizer, behind which sits a combustion chamber lined with solid fuel. The two propellants are usually hypergolic-they ignite spontaneously when they come in contact with each other. A valve permits a jet of oxidizer to squirt into the rear chamber, combustion begins, and a hot, high-temperature flame roars out of the nozzle. The oxidizer valve can be used as a throttle to reduce the thrust and the engine can be stopped and started any number of times, a maneuver that is difficult or impossible with almost all other...
...boosted combustion efficiency to 90% in some U.T.C. hybrids. Aerojet-General Corp. has a different kind of baffle that is said to get 95% . The Reaction Motors Division of Thiokol Chemical Corp. believes that good burning under variable conditions can best be had by injecting extra oxidizer near the rear of the combustion chamber or downstream from the baffles...
Most important, President Illia has said that "Perón's return is up to Perón." Devious Scheme? Still, Perón faces tremendous opposition. Alarmed by the reports of Perón's preparations, Argentina's chief of naval operations, Rear Admiral Benigno Varela, last week declared: "The navy will not permit El Retorno under any circumstances." Anti-Perón civilians have organized a commando band to storm the airport or harbor if Perón tries to land...
...headed back. Down went the throttle, up climbed the airspeed indicator-to 500, to 550, to 575 m.p.h. At that speed, the seemingly smooth salt flats felt like a washboard, and the 6,500-lb. car bucked and yawed. The needle touched 600 m.p.h., and-pow! The right rear tire disintegrated; Firestone had warned him not to top 550. Arfons popped his braking chutes, fought Monster to a shuddering stop, clambered unsteadily from the cockpit. "Whew!" he said. "This is an animal, not a car." On his second run through the measured mile, dockers caught Arfons at 559.179 m.p.h...