1 He drove forty miles an hour and they jailed him for two days.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 2 And she pushed it up to one hundred and five miles an hour and tore the breath from his mouth.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 3 There was a tremendous ripping sound as if two giant hands had torn ten thousand miles of black linen down the seam.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 4 Beatty grabbed Montag's shoulder as the beetle blasted away and hit seventy miles an hour, far down the street, gone.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 3: Burning Bright 5 He felt all of the mingled relief and horror at having pulled back only in time to have just his knee slammed by the fender of a car hurtling by at ninety miles an hour.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 3: Burning Bright 6 He looked in at the great black creature without eyes or light, without shape, with only a size that went a thousand miles, without wanting to stop, with its grass hills and forests that were waiting for him.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 3: Burning Bright 7 The bombardment was to all intents and purposes finished, once the jets had sighted their target, alerted their bombardier at five thousand miles an hour; as quick as the whisper of a scythe the war was finished.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 3: Burning Bright 8 Perhaps the bombs were there, and the jets, ten miles, five miles, one mile up, for the merest instant, like grain thrown over the heavens by a great sowing hand, and the bombs drifting with dreadful swiftness, yet sudden slowness, down upon the morning city they had left behind.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 3: Burning Bright 9 And if it was not the three walls soon to be four walls and the dream complete, then it was the open car and Mildred driving a hundred miles an hour across town, he shouting at her and she shouting back and both trying to hear what was said, but hearing only the scream of the car.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 10 Two dozen of them flurried, wavering, indecisive, three miles off, like butterflies puzzled by autumn, and then they were plummeting down to land, one by one, here, there, softly kneading the streets where, turned back to beetles, they shrieked along the boulevards or, as suddenly, leapt back into the air, continuing their search.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 3: Burning Bright