In so doing, Mendelsohn foreshadowed the architectural developments of our own time with a nearly eerie precision.

The boat was small, and powered, astonishingly, by oarsmen, who paddled with eerie precision as a drummer boy beat out a rhythm, singing: Oi-oi-o!

The boats were sleek, brilliantly engineered; they sliced through the waves with eerie precision.

The five-thousand-year cycle was a thing of eerie precision.

He planted them in the silence with eerie precision, as though he had read Tug's mind.

The only things moving now were the zombies, working endlessly, efficiently, unloading the ships and carting off the goods with calm, eerie precision.

He grinned and swung the lash back and forth with incredible speed and eerie precision.

The coursing water had made a channel that oriented on that corner with eerie precision.

Sensing my doubt, Joe sprang into action and began telling me details about my childhood with eerie precision.

It rose and fell in pitch and shifted with eerie precision between subtle backbeats, filling the air with a sort of calming energy.