Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Seabiscuit Word Choice

Red holds on to Seabiscuit, grudgingly tempted to peel at the dirt covering his face, but he refuses, easing on, pouncing, speeding to the finish line. Davis Hubb

Seabiscuit and Indian Broom were in the lead of the pack. With their hooves plunging into the air, though neither of them got shoved to the rail. Treju Thompson

Seabiscuit bursted out of the gate at blistering speed, the crowd starts to dramatically cheer as the heart stopping race begins. Kodee Wagner

Perched on the top of Seabiscuit, while in the starting gate; Red Pollard exchanged a few angry words with the other riders. Lincoln Massie

Waiting, suspense building, the jockeys talked smack and start making bets. Janeigh Lowry

With rage in his eyes and revenge on his mind, Red and Seabiscuit with a burst of lightning speed, they rampage through the crowd of horses. Taylor Palmer

The race had begun, pounding of horse hooves hitting the ground came from all directions, as each jockey and horse worked together to plunge to the lead. Brenna Neater

Chunks of mud fly back as the pack of horses take off, boldly dashing down the endless track, forcefully fighting for the upper position. Sydney Miller

The powerful horses streamed around the circuit blending into the flash of color before the engrossed audience. Lindsay Wantaja

Waiting for the bell, Red’s mind screams with thoughts of victory. Kate Martin

Feeling the suspense in the air, the horses leap off the ground, their stride cadence quickening; horses and jockeys, calmly united, bounded forward all four feet churning, inching, gaining, increments against each other. Kendra Wilke

Seabiscuit plunging towards the finish line, blinding his sides with expectance, missing Rosemont’s incremental gain, in which muzzling Red’s mind; thoughts in the past, Red grins with anticipation, muting the crowd’s ears. Kate Martin

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