Ranger stood and passed me a card with a name and address written on it.

Ranger got out of the car and stood for a moment staring at me on my fire escape.

"The Rangers don't stand a chance against a lean, mean, fightin' machine like me."

Even if the Rangers stand pat this weekend, they will have gone through a dizzying week of changes.

Ranger and I stood speechless for a moment, taking it all in.

Ranger slid a five onto the counter and stood.

A single Ranger stood by the fire; his partner was guarding the door.

By the end of practice, not a Ranger stood upright.

Ranger stood beside me and stared at the drawing.

There was a second boarding call and from the corner of my eye I could see Ranger standing at a distance, watching.