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Fate is a hunter. Engines
It's all Ati. Now, let's be practical.
the BTK Killer (which to me sounds more like something you order from a drive-thru window).
what Tigerstar was trying to
Ten minutes passed before his (Ranger's) Mercedes appeared at the end of the street, gliding through the rain, sleek and sinister, water not daring to adhere to the paint finish.
We manufacture automotive components including critical engine and axle parts for passenger cars, diesel engines and medium & heavy commercial vehicles. Till 1997, our focus was almost entirely on the domestic market with a relatively insignificant portion of revenues from exports.
This car of mine, I am tickled to death with it. The machine is nearly everything, its power, stability and balance. The driver, allowing for his experience and courage, is much less.
internal commotion engines
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All horsepower corrupts.
Be your own catalyst for greatness.
Palace of Crystal
Talon glanced around the loft. It looked as if a bottle of Pepto-Bismol had exploded, or the Cat in the Hat had come for a visit.' (Talon)
Scout Finch, juvenile desperado, hellraiser extraordinary.
Sips fuel like a mouse sipping sherry from a hypodermic needle.
The Assassin the midst the deadly druid
Fury the shattering
A blast, an acceleration, the distillate, the spirit, the history, the weaponized soul of convulsive beauty went critical.
Fraking phenomenal.
[Under Marxism] Christ the Redeemer is replaced by the steam engine as the promise of the realm to come.
THE ADVENTURE OF THE SECOND STAIN
When your laboratory explodes, lacing your body with a supercharged elixir, what do you do? You don't just lie there. You crawl out of the rubble, hideously scarred, and swear vengeance on the world. You keep going. You keep trying to take over the world.
The automotive X Prize, to a great degree, is focused on addressing petroleum usage and carbon emissions.
Don't be a scaredy-human," called Emerald. "Gran-Doyen says I can't burn you up, so I won't." Then under her breath, she added, "Though accidents do happen." (Emerald to Ethan)
Dreamer in Exile.
So, here are my windows, stained all with me.
The Inhumans, just as an idea - the idea that you were an ordinary horseman until you were exposed to this catalyst that is a very rare element - is a neat idea in and of itself.
What did you do to this?' he asked in a horrorstruck voice.
'It didn't want to come out of the dashboard.'
'So you felt the need to torture it?'
'You know how I am with tools. No pain was inflicted intentionally.'
He shook his head, his face a mask of faux tragedy. 'You killed it.
Porsche ... there is no substitute
Passion, though a bad regulator, is a powerful spring.
windows. What he thought
Discontent is the catalyst for change.
Trichloroethane [ ... ] All my extensive testing has shown this to be the best treatment for a dangerous excess of human knowledge
What happens to rage deferred? It explodes. It explodes in spectacular fashion.
At the pinnacle of great design are products so gorgeous and lust-worthy that you want to lick them: a Porsche 911, Samsung's Luxia TV, an Eames lounge chair or anything by Loro Piana.
Men with wings. Angels of the Apocalypse. Supernatural beings who've pulverized the modern world and killed millions, maybe even billions, of people. And here's one of the horrors, right in front of me.
Everyone got behind Fox, the name the guys had dubbed the red truck.
"Fox?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah," Isaac said with a grin. "Our truck is hot, like Megan Fox.
Still waiting for the sequel, The Little Engine That Sought Revenge: Part Deux.
You want to re-create the serum, we know that."
"Hardly," said the Outcast. "I want to destroy it. Once and for all... To wipe out the Cahill bloodline forever.
What are you looking at?-- Jesse Stone
Capcom, or capsule communicator.
u know when u are in a garage filled with cars (girls) and then u click on the clicker and cara opens up
We are chemists in the laboratory of the Infinite. What, then shall we create?
As CEO, I accept responsibility for the irregularities that have been found in diesel engines and have therefore requested the Supervisory Board to agree on terminating my function as CEO of the Volkswagen Group.
I am attached to an incredible script called 'Wonder Drug,' about the DES drug disaster. It's a female-based drama, and I am so proud to be a part of because hopefully it will help evoke change - not only in our industry, but in the battle again corruption in big pharma.
Red running through silver, joining into something darker.
The finest fury is the most controlled.
Do you know what my favorite renewable fuel is? An ecosystem for innovation.
Control, edit and distill.
Nowadays, however, we recognize that simultaneously with the typical case of a chemical reaction a typical case of catalytic effect had been studied which constitutes a limiting case.
I'm about to sharpen up the engine a little.
In the hurtling pronghorn, the vanished predators have left behind a heartrending spectacle. Through the smoking displays of wild abandon runs a desperate spirit, resigned to racing pickup trucks in its eternal longing for cheetahs.
What's this? It looks like a lily."
"It is," he said. "No offense, but this lily is
kind of more badass than yours. If the Alchemists
want to buy the rights to this and
start using it, I'm willing to negotiate.
Would the hydrogen catch fire? Alek grasped the edge of the window, hardly feeling the broken glass against his palms.
"Deryn" he sobbed. Anything but this.
There were car gods there: a powerful, serious-faced contingent, with blood on their black gloves and on their chrome teeth: recipients of human sacrifice on a scale undreamed-of since the Aztecs.
Rocket Man, burning out his fuse up here alone.
The wind howled about the bus, and the wipers slooshed heavily back and forth across the windshield, smeering the city into a red and yellow neon wetness. It was early afternoon, but it looked like night through the glass
Corrode, v.
I spent all this time building a relationship. Then one night I left the window open and it started to rust.
Ignite, my love. Ignite.
The nouvelle cuisine of anarchy. Barium nitrate in a sauce of sulfur and garnished with charcoal. That's your basic gunpowder. Bon appetit.
Crystal and Starbucks had saved my life. Saved me from my pursuit of empty symbols, but also my anxiety about a fear-filled superficial life that hadn't been, in the end, helpful or even enjoyable for me
From torched skyscrapers, men grew wings.
The speeding toy cars produce in the viewer the stress of living in a dynamic, active and bustling 21st-century city,
Syn bio tech had come on stream, springing full-grown from the bench like the Incredible Hulk bursting his lab coat, a great green monster that sucked carbon dioxide from the air and sprouted wood, pissed oil, and shat diamonds.
a madman's line of fire.
a Nean derthal with a badge.
The Grape that can with Logic absolute
The Two-and-Seventy jarring Sects confute:
The subtle Alchemist that in a Trice
Life's leaden Metal into Gold transmute.
Oh what was the racket that backeted and smashed in raging might, to make this oil-puddle world?
The back door blew out from the limo, winging across the road at such a force that it ripped right through a Luxen in a police uniform. Like, one Luxen suddenly became two not-so-put-together Luxen.
One press of a button at the end of this, and the Vega cartel was going to become intimately acquainted with the meaning of crash and burn. Zane
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Faith, Princess," the Prism Cat repeated. "It is a highly underrated weapon against the dark things in this world.
Iridescent with fancy and winged it with paradox.
The cab of the truck heated up nicely, its windows fogging. I felt like a Dickens character. I thought about explaining that to Mouse, just to occupy my thoughts, but he was suffering enough without being forced to endure Dickens, even by proxy.
I must furnish those, who would protect or save life, with an energy source, which produces energy so cheaply that nuclear fission will not only be uneconomical, but ridiculous. This is the task I have set myself in what little life I have left.
Her gaze lifted.
And collided with a full-sized predator.
His eyes were the dark whiskey gold her father liked to pour in heavily cut crystal glasses. Liquid fire, potent and seething with heat.
ludic: cigarette
More than the diamond Koh-i-noor, which glitters among their crown jewels, they prize the dull pebble which is wiser than a man, whose poles turn themselves to the poles of the world, and whose axis is parallel to the axis of the world. Now, their toys are steam and galvanism.
A turbo: exhaust gasses go into the turbocharger and spin it, witchcraft happens and you go faster.
AllianceTexas is a cash machine for our public partners.
There are miracles even reactivity can't pull off, Ender
commotion and flurry.
Aspen's investment in TesoRx will assist in the work being undertaken to bring this product to market and in investing behind TesoRx's pipeline and technology that has the potential to be used for a wide range of different applications.
Visionary builds what dreamers imagined.
I'm drunk on the fiery elixer of beauty.
The goal of Tesla is to accelerate sustainable energy, so we're going to take a step back and think about what's most likely to achieve that goal.
Son of a f**king whore," Avasarala said, loud enough to cut through the background buzz of conversations.
The crowd turned to her. She was looking at her hand terminal.
"What's a whore, Daddy?"
"It's a kind of frost, honey," Prax said. "What's going on?
To dope the racer is as criminal, as sacrilegious, as trying to imitate God; it is stealing from God the privilege of the spark.
Down the steep track into the village a car was coming. A car so fantastically powerful, so superlatively beautiful that it had all the nature of an apparition.
But before either of them could move a sudden blast of energy shattered the car's rear window, sending glass fragments soaring through the morning air in a lethal wave of sparkling terror.
This Reese's Chevrolet was downright awesome.
I became a real Shell Motor Oil expert, and I did this 25-minute film. It turned out really well and, as a result, they offered me more work and lots of commercials to direct.
We're machines for turning caffeine into physics
We are using new technologies in meaningful ways. To build our new refinery in 60 percent of the time it took to build our first, we are training 20,000 people in a new generation of welding technology in six months.
'Syndicate' is technically the first game I worked on.
Sable-vested Night, eldest of things.
Thomson's small oil sketches of the last years palpitate and throb. They are as direct in attack as a punch in the nose.
The Mad Scene. Enter Ophelia!
What do you call the Hrothgar-wrecker when Hrothgar has been wrecked?
You got the list?" Lewis asked.
"What the hell is the deal with the temperature?"
"Razel is not allowed to sweat," Maximo answered. "If she does,
fanatics will appear from nowhere like mischievous sprites and bottle
each drop and then sell it on eBay for millions.
Through the Looking Glass,