The armored vehicle spun on its treads, one reversed, the other still pulling forward.

The jet took off, passing so close over the aircar that the smaller vehicle spun in its slipstream.

The vehicle tumbled and spun through the air, until it too crashed into the water and disappeared.

The vehicle spun round, made a few somersaults and ended up on its roof in a field.

Both vehicles spun onto the left shoulder.

The tires squealed as the vehicle spun out of control.

The vehicle skated out of a corner and spun for a hundred meters on its chassis pan before coming to rest.

The vehicle spins out-of-control in the pitch-black darkness, rising out of the chimney.

The vehicle spun like Dorothy's house in the twister.

Frank Richardson felt his car rock as Smith's vehicle spun away.