Lonely Oak Chapter 58
Still going at break-neck speed, he remembered just as his hands tilted to the right, and he reached for the throttle to yank it back as hard as he could. "ah! _goren!
Give Me Wings, and I Will Fly
No matter how many times a pilot performed a takeoff, whether routine or not, there was always this distinctive thrill that was felt as the throttles were advanced to full. you just couldn't beat it.
Sweet Thames
They'd see it up close soon enough: the dog set her throttle into maneuvering mode, and settled in on red and driver's wing, trailing by a kilometer or so.
Isolation-Excerpt 9-The Basement
"push the throttle down to 1 and switch off ignition three", tyler said.
Avenger: Chapter Two
Without waiting for her, azuk pushed the throttle of the interceptor to the maximum, quickly moving up toward 10 kilometers per second, then beyond that to 20 before it reached the maximum safe acceleration for this distance and the throttle held the velocity
Tina II Chapter eight- Somwhere- A Gray Muzzle story
Opening the throttle fully, she cut and diced through the sunday traffic. she split lanes, and took openings where angels would fear to tread. leaving manhatten, she headed for the hutchinson, and connecticut.
Team Valiant Arc 9 Chapter 8: Snatch & Grab
This time, when he eased the throttle forward, he went slower, letting the trident's speed grow gradually.
Chapter 2
He loved to get close up, shoving his throttle forward to meet the hatchet wielding medium mech head on.
Casualties
Felix grasped the throttle. "this is going to hurt!" zack shouted before the countdown ended. "one!" the dolphin harshly pulled back the throttle and hit the air brakes.
Biker Mice From Mars Fursona Character Profilie
Brown tail mice he with dark brown hair and eyes he wears a red shirt black cloves bandeges on his both arms normal blue jeans red blet with a grey martician mice symbol and black boots under his boot he legs a bionic he lost his legs just like throttle's
Filling the Void - Chapter Fourteen
Victus throttled the flow of energy, and was back to merely holding pressure on the wound when strong hands on his shoulders threw him away from the boy.** **victus was in action before he hit the dirt.
Blood and Fuel
His hand forced her paw on the throttle, accelerating along with what was left of the other racers.