Our metal seats vibrated as the cars screamed past.

Soon your car may be screaming at you.

The two of them rolled over once, twice, as the car screamed by in a dark blur, just inches away from them.

The motor throttled up and the car screamed away.

For the first few seconds, only the cars screamed.

They could still hear him yelling as that large, powerful car that had just swept past screamed to a stop.

Other cars screamed in to fill the sudden vacuum of our wake.

The black car screamed around the block, the engine growling as the driver pressed the pedal to the floor.

He opened the back door, dove in, and the car screamed away from the curb as the door closed behind him.

A car screamed to a stop on the street next to her.