Sentence examples for through the helmet from inspiring English sources

I craved more sunshine pouring in through the helmet visors, more leaf shadow, more wind, more air — maybe some little Krogans riding on bicycles.

I shouted muffled responses through the helmet padding while keeping an eye out for cabs unwilling to cede space to this otherworldly (and very low) car.

But where, with its characters being smitten through the helmet and poked in the eye with bayonets, are his latest book's similarities with today's world?

For those six seconds you see what James sees through the helmet that frames the world like a camera, and you mainly hear what he hears: his heavy breathing.

The mount for his night vision goggles probably stopped the round from going through the helmet's Kevlar skin, which contrary to popular belief is not bulletproof.

All of that you can tell from the sound: the circular-saw teeth cutting through the helmet's polycarbonate alloy shell and the dual density stabilizer system, through the whole optimistically designed headgear, which is both an invitation to fight and a symbol of the wish to protect fighters.

Leon Martin sifted through the helmets as he mulled whether to purchase a memento for his brother, whom he called a huge Mets fan.

Now employed by a small defense company, he is part of a crash effort by U.S. Special Operations Command to produce a radically new protective suit for elite soldiers to wear into battle — one with bionic limbs, head-to-toe armor, a built-in power supply and live data feeds projected on a see-through display inside the helmet.

We can eat through tubes in the helmet and most of the time we're able to listen to music or something to keep our minds occupied, to keep alert.

At one point, the government says, he tried to get access to the university's network at a wiring closet, and in an attempt to evade security cameras "held his bicycle helmet like a mask to shield his face, looking through ventilation holes in the helmet".

I would have to don a wetsuit, which had all the appeal of wrapping myself in a dead fish; jump off a perfectly good boat into water that even Greg admitted was chilly; and walk around on the bottom of the ocean, trusting to the good graces of a compressor that didn't even know me to keep the air coming through the back of the helmet.