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ploughed through

vb. (en-pastplough through)

Usage examples of "ploughed through".

As I ploughed through the startled Malays, scattering them, I had a glimpse of small craft between me and the shore, a distant jetty and palms, and then I was through those doors like a hot rivet, in an enormous dive, hitting the water with an almighty splash, gliding to the surface, and then striking out, head down, for dear life towards the distant land.

Another ball ploughed through an open port and smashed into the hesitant seamen like an axe.

He need not have bothered to slow down: he might well have ploughed through, the same as last time.

She plunged into thethicket and ploughed through it, raising lazy swarms of seeds as she went.

He was in the snack-bar, A car ripped right through one of the walls, ploughed through the counter, smashed the popcorn machine, and got him as he was trying to unlock the door to the projection booth.

Although the amount of food seemed excessive, I ploughed through it all.

The deafening crash of the van as it ploughed through the glass doors had attracted the unwelcome attentions of a further five ragged cadavers which had been trapped inside the building.

He pushed the girl away as if she didn't exist and ploughed through the crowd towards me.

My lungs were bursting as we ploughed through the thicker jungle near the river, tripping on snags, tearing ourselves, sobbing with exhaustion - and then we were on the bank, and Delafosse was sliding to a halt in the mud and yelling.

Not Rosenberg, though: his head was up, and he simply ploughed through the ammonos' orderly ranks.

Saxon ploughed through the soldiers, dodging their blows easily and breaking skulls with his fists.

Vimes ploughed through it, twigs whipping at his bare legs, and then he was out and on to the old towpath, mud splashing up over the blood.

It sent him flying with a sweep of its trunk, ploughed through the stream and in an instant the whole herd was crashing away down the gorge.

I ploughed through the atmosphere baffles of the docking bay at a slewed angle, found gravity beneath me and battered into one of the stacked fat-snake containing walls, bounced off with the sudden shock of weight from the grav field and crashed to the deck, trailing wings of smoke and flame from the wrecked impeller frame.

The furrow they had ploughed through barren level, even fall and drift was simple to follow, the weaving route was surely older than all the pathways here, made to render the climb equable and easy.