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Usage examples of deadweight.

Chains swing deadweight like useless limbs, snapping into zombie motion where cogs engage and flywheels turn.

Loop involvement, which was the preparatory-stage management strategy, was a grand forward-looking idea, but after four decades of accumulated optimization the Third Fleet software had become classic bloatware, total deadweight.

Does it seem rational that we create robots with minds capable of calculating hyperspace jumps, and then set them to work as deadweights to keep pleasure boats from floating away?

Other times, her hands felt cold as ice, almost deadweights at the ends of her wrists, and she would grow frantic, trying to move her fingers, terrified that they had become paralyzed.

Riane felt herself caught as if in a deep dream, her limbs felt like deadweights, her thoughts slow as frozen sap.

One would huddle together as close as possible for an hour and let the others have the space to wrestle and lift their comrades as deadweights, building back the muscles they had all lost, before changing over and letting the other group work and sweat.

Gerard had a couple of parties standing by with spars to try to bear the Pluto off — not that they could have achieved much against her three thousand tons deadweight — and the bight of an old sail filled with hammocks as a fend-off, and there was wild activity on the forecastle of the Pluto as well, but at the very last moment, with blasphemy crackling all round, the dismasted ship suddenly sheered off and everyone breathed again more freely, except Hornblower.

The Adventurer's bows, crumpling as they went, bit deeply into her side, fifteen, twenty feet in a chaos of tearing, rending metal: the stopping power of 10,000 tons deadweight travelling at 15 knots is fantastic.

As you can see on your monitors, it is a massive ship, roughly thirty percent heavier in deadweight tonnage than standard starships.

Like a diesel locomotive pulling a long train up a grade, the launch struggled to gain momentum, finally increasing its speed until it was dragging the deadweight below the water at a respectable eight knots.

As Isaac and Yagharek watched, it jack-knifed at its centre and seemed to kiss its own tail end, slowly relaxing until it hung deadweight again.

It was perhaps a wise enough precaution, and he never slowed them up, even lugging that deadweight.

But its long, rough neck had been broken and its head hung in a deadweight of fire among the tares.