So we switched again, and Bill drove the rest of the way.

Bill drove and I sat beside him and chain smoked.

Bill drove in silence, and let me off at a gas station on the edge of the air force base.

Bill was driving, so that Erin and I could hug.

Bill drives late at night to a costume shop.

Bill tightened the arm lock and drove the knife in a bit.

He told her that Bill would drive, of course.

Jane and Bill could have driven them to and from the party.

As Bill drove me home that night, he seemed to be in an excited mood.

I got out, slipped one of the loops free, and then motioned Bill to drive through.