Sentence examples for garage run from inspiring English sources
The only hybrid specialty garage run by a woman has opened in the Bay Area, which has more Priuses — 70,000 as of 2006 — than most states.
My own street has two churches, a yoga studio, a warehouse run by Hasidic Jews, a garage run by dreadlocked Jamaicans, a Pakistani café and a mosque.
Five poets gathered together to give a reading in the Six Gallery, a co-operative venue in a refurbished automobile repair garage, run by students of Clyfford Still and the experimenters from the San Francisco Art Institute.
When she got her first job, in a garage run by her auto-repair teacher at a local community college, she found that "a car would come in broken and would leave fixed, as opposed to nonprofit work where the goals are so nebulous".
This led her to create, with Antony, ITV's first soap opera, Sixpenny Corner (1955-56): the first on British television to run five days a week, it followed the community living around a garage run by the newlywed Nortons, Bill and Sally Howard Pays and Patricia Daintonn), in the fictional rural district of Springwood.
A fully robotic parking garage run from an off-the-shelf PC running NT.
"A garage runs 24 hours a day, 7 days a week.
In addition, if you have fiber optic service, as we do through Verizon (known as FiOS), a corded phone won't help after its eight-hour backupy backusuallyally installed in your garage) runs out.
He raced in his socks to the garage, threw his shoes into the garage, ran for the vacuum, vacuumed up the micro-clods, then realized, holy golly, he had thrown his shoes into the garage rather than placing them on the Shoe Sheet as required, toes facing away from the door for ease of donnage later.
With his wife and daughters he went to Florida in 1953 to work in his father's candy business, but he began recording live jazz and set up a studio in his garage, running cables into the living room, where the musicians played.
The haunting, melancholy atmosphere of the old working-class quartiers – their cafes, garages, run-down hotels and seedy nightclubs, the dreamlike labyrinth of boulevards, streets, squares, Métro stations – are combined in his novels with echoes of Modiano's broken and unhappy childhood.
