And then you need to drive it like a bat out of hell.

He'd spent a week or two driving around, making phone calls, checking out old venues, that sort of thing.

He drove like a bat out of hell down I-15 toward town.

So he drove to the edge of the city's wreckage, not knowing what else to do, looking for her.

He drove the car off the trench and out of the back gate.

He told her that Bill would drive, of course.

I drove with him a hell of a lot in that race.

There were other reasons to drive slowly, of course.

Some companies will even provide you with a car to drive, free of charge.

Stanley drove away and around the corner out of sight.