The awakening:chapter two-AWAKE
Asked phor yeah and when it does i want you to stand up on my foot paws and after about it revs out drop the throttle a little.
Priorities Upon Waking (Otherwise Untitled)
Thirdly, the aforementioned user provided a mission parameter before engaging the throttle-lock to forward three minutes ago.
Down of the Station - Chapter One -
800cc engine eagerly growl with power, before he set one foot on the ground and with a practised flick, spun it about and opened the throttle fully open.
Eastbound and Down
He clicked the throttle up a knock and the speedometer crawled upward from eighty-five to ninety. the rig climbed another two inches from the pavement and the hum of the lifters rose in pitch.
The Point of No Return (Part 1)
_ he exclaimed through gritted teeth, letting off the throttle and fist-bumping the air with a cheek-to-cheek grin plastered across his face.
Lady Be Good
He waited, switched all four magnetos on, opened the throttle... and the powerful inline engines kicked to ready, eager life.
Saber's War - Chapter 1: Changes in Status
His left gloved hand grips the throttle tightly at the halfway mark, waiting for the go signal. "saber, this is air control. you are clear to engage full throttle. repeat, you are clear to go for test run at full throttle."
Taking Care of the Tauntauns
As he kept desmond throttled, he leaned nearer the tauntaun's rear and partook of a sniff from her quivering anus. a shudder shook through his body and he gave the ring a kiss.
Death's Hand
"increase throttle, max speed, flares deployed. hold on tight everyone, this bitch is gonna put on a show!" he said, taking off autopilot and shoving the throttles forward.
Fun Times at St. Francis High - Chapter 1
He slammed the throttle and began slaloming through the side roads on his way to school. he made it there in record time: only one minute and twenty seconds for the 2 mile drive to his school.
FIRGP: Furry Invitational Racing Grand Prix
Everyone assembled at the line, eager with blood and cylinders pumping full throttle.
Tales of a typical highschooler in rural Maine
_'i can't do it,' _bill thought, his mind racing, a v8 engine without a throttle as he saw the clock tick closer and closer to the end of the period.