machine pistol

The billionaire philanthropist tastes the product of a machine that processes human sewage into drinking water and electricity.

They were the machine gun bullets coming from the ambush when my company got hit.

“If BMW is ‘the ultimate driving machine,’ your Anthem is the ultimate differentiator,” writes Hogshead.

Brinsley stepped up to the passenger side of the patrol car, raised a silver Taurus semi-automatic pistol and began firing.

The resulting Wool Runners were comfortable, eco-friendly, machine-washable, and super cute—and sold out almost immediately.

After relievedly giving the pistol to the nearest soldier, he stumbled quickly over to Brion and took his hand.

The controlling leaders being out of gear the machine did not run smoothly: there was nothing but friction and tension.

The next moment a pistol was fired at their head, and a deep groan shewed it had taken too true an aim.

A little black girl sat on the floor, and with her hands worked the treadle of the machine.

The sewing-machine made a resounding clatter in the room; it was of a ponderous, by-gone make.