Quotes About Tracer

The riot had taken on a beauty of its own now. Arcs of gasoline fire under the crescent moon. Crimson tracer in mystical parabolas. Phosphorescence from the barrels of plastic bullet guns. A distant yelling like that of men below decks in a torpedoed prison ship. The scarlet whoosh of Molotovs intersecting with exacting surfaces. Helicopters everywhere: their spotlights finding one another like lovers in the Afterlife. And all this through a lens of oleaginous Belfast rain.

Tracer lighting up the sky. It's another families' turn to die. A child afraid to even cry out says, He has been here. And I see no bravery, No bravery in your eyes anymore. Only sadness.

What would the army tell you to do? Fire armor-piercing rounds in sufficient quantity to subdue resistance. And then fire tracer rounds at the gas tank in sufficient quantity to subdue evidence.

Pragmatic Programmers, however, tend to prefer using tracer bullets.

Tracer lighting up the sky.It's another families' turn to die.A child afraid to even cry out says, He has been here.And I see no bravery, No bravery in your eyes anymore.Only sadness.

silently awaiting news from her tracer. It was taking longer than expected. Her mind had been wandering—missing David and willing Greg Hale to go home. Although Hale hadn't budged, thankfully he'd

But the soldier sitting next to her laughed at her when she asked if it was a national holiday. "Yeah, you could call it that, I guess. They call this a war. That's artillery … those are tracer bullets going off … oh … I'd say somewhere in the vicinity of Bien Hoa.… Lady, you're gonna love it here. We got fireworks