Sentence examples for own axle from inspiring English sources

While one stuntman did a stunning lap, surfing on his breastplate when his chariot crashed, another was to be seen patently sabotaging his own axle, and a third failed to abort at all on press night – bewilderingly pipping Hur, who is clearly supposed to win, to the post.

As a scrawny 1.65-m (5-ft 5-in) teenager, Weider was the image of a stereotypical weakling until he fashioned his own weights by using an axle from a train and discovered the merits of bodybuilding.

That Harry Hewitt'll likely get crushed under the axle of 'is own van, and as for Valerie Barlow – and if this isn't judgement for setting 'erself up in 'er own front parlour as a so-called 'air stylist then my name isn't Ena Sharples – from what I 'ear, it's two clogs to a threpenny bit that she'll electrocute 'erself with 'er own 'airdryer".

But Norway, which has twice rejected European Union membership, has its own strict safety rules limiting automobile axle loads.

The rock has already been raised off the ground by hydraulic lifts and put in a cradle; steel trusses were built around the cradle, all part of a modular tractor with 22 axles, each with its own set of brakes, and 196 wheels.

The modelled locomotive has a Co Co wheel arrangement, meaning that the car-body is connected to two three-axle bogies with each axle being independently driven by its own traction motor as shown in Fig. 4.

Under the styling, there's a 400bhp 2-litre petrol engine with a turbo and supercharger driving the front axle, while the rear end has its own electric motor.

As a final remark, we note that all the γ-truncation studies reported so far, including our own, do not reveal a specific residue in the axle that plays a key role in catalysis or rotation.

In a recent article in The New Republic on the S.U.V. -- labeled on the cover as the "Axle of Evil" -- Gregg Easterbrook not only confessed to owning a Honda Odyssey but also boasted about its 240-horsepower V-6 engine.

The Summers brothers went on to own a company that produced high-quality driveline components, particularly high-strength axles, for drag racing cars.

The lucky recipient of the letter will be Harry Vale, a mechanic who smells of axle grease and Old Spice and has a crypto-sexual fetish of his own.