cracking pace

Not only are his stories original, they are also told at a cracking pace.

He bundled her down the stairs and set off through the rain at a cracking pace.

The two columns set off at a cracking pace, with the chariots in the rear.

The four otters rushed Serena along at a cracking pace.

Hal went ahead with the guide, keeping up a cracking pace and making light of the obstacles on the path.

That way, unless I've really laid it on thick, I can get along at a cracking pace.

We took turns to lead, every one of us setting a cracking pace, determined to match each other 's resolution.

It might be short on intrigue and backstabbing but it would move at a cracking pace.

Stimer led the way at his usual cracking pace.

They could keep up a cracking pace and change horses at every staging inn, couldn't they?

I en had been leading us at a cracking pace, as if she were impatient to put Kenya behind us.

Tom doesn't speak much to anyone but to the caddie when he's in contention and he marches off at a cracking pace.

Mr. Mahler relates these twice-told tales at a cracking pace.

Though they could not run under that weight, Sergeant Alphonso, who was driving the van, set a cracking pace.

Gilliatt went on to say that the film manages "to keep up its own cracking pace, nearly all the way.

Cracking pace and an evocative story.

Mr. Grunwald, a terrific writer, moves along at a cracking pace.

Grace began the innings cautiously and took fifteen minutes to score his first run but then, records Rae, he "scored at a cracking pace".

Kambogo led at a cracking pace.

So it is good to see that the UK is setting a cracking pace as it opens up government data for anyone to reuse.

We worked in a special class and at a cracking pace - with a man called Harris, who had none of the contemporary difficulties about aims and objectives.

He went at a cracking pace which I, the fittest member of our party with the possible exception of Safaraz, found killing within the first hour.

The story rips along at a cracking pace instead of suspensefully loitering, yet it somehow lacks the frisson of Alien in its businesslike efficiency.

Theda threw her a grateful look, and hurried after Miss Merchiston, whose familiarity with the steep staircase enabled her to keep up a cracking pace.

They well illustrate a quality which is perhaps more necessary in farce crime fiction than in any other branch of the art, the need to set up a cracking pace.