Sentence examples for arrived formula from inspiring English sources

As the news of his death arrived, Formula One had just finished racing its 16th race of the season in Mokpo.

So when he arrived in Formula One at the small Minardi team, few could have predicted the long, successful career at the top that lay ahead.

And comparison of correlation coefficient with the two critical values arrived at formula 9, giving a level of significance falling between the two critical points.

A decade later, a young Brazilian driver arrived in Formula 1 was so fixated on the task of lapping at maximum speed that his rival drivers were seen as no more than distracting annoyances to be swatted aside.

It worked, and by the time their most recent release welcome to: OUR HOUSE arrived, the formula was a tight as possible.

Arriving in formula one after two triumphant years in the United States, Montoya has brought an uncomplicated nature and a wonderfully exuberant approach to its often pompous and pretentious world.

Dirac had arrived at his formula by "playing around" in search of "pretty mathematics," as he once put it.

They arrived at a formula for "geographical distribution" (now styled "geographical diversity") that would increase the number of "white" students on their campuses while radically decreasing the numbers of Jews.

In 1963 Jim Clark arrived with another formula one-style Lotus-Ford, finished second and would have won had the officials not declined to disqualify Parnelli Jones's victorious Watson roadster which had been leaking oil for many laps.

In Europe producers such as (Jean-Marc) Cerrone (Love in C Minor) and Alec Costandinos (Love and Kisses) made quasi-symphonic disco concept albums, while Giorgio Moroder, working primarily at Musicland Studios in Munich, West Germany, conceived of whole album sides as a single unit and arrived at a formula that became the standard approach to European dance music in the 1980s and '90s.

Cats can be savored for their fellowship, then eaten for their flesh: that, at any rate, was the alarming formula arrived at by Sylvia Townsend Warner, one of whose fictions ushered in a sinuous Siamese tom, with "dusky paws," that wreathed itself around the shoulders of a Parisian wine merchant, and later became his dinner.