Then I drove home..

Sami drove home.

I drove home late that night with batteries and ice.

Fadil drove to Dania's home.

Sami drove to Layla's home.

My boss drove me home

I got home about seven and drove right into the garage.

As I said, I went to the Customs and then I drove straight home.

Our friend, the exking of Moravia, drove me home.

I always drove motorcycles.

The other night we drove home from a party. He was drunk again.

I drove to the beach.

I almost drove right past.

I drove a motorcycle, I was unmarried,

Then I drove to my house.

I ducked and he drove away.

I drove that course in '41.

I drove a cab in Brooklyn.

I didn't feel like eating dinner when I left, and I didn't feel like a show so I drove home, put the car away and went up to my apartment.

After that, I drove down to headquarters.

I drove over him in the car.

I disobeyed him and drove you away.

So I drove. I posted a video on YouTube.

I got bored and left, and as I drove out,

I've brought 'em out here to get that stuff, and I've drove 'em home after they had it.

I drove it all the way through college.

And I drove up in my rented Vauxhall.

I drove slow but he didn't come back...

I drove her to her hotel. And then?

After I left Mr Poulton's villa I drove to Gina's hotel ..

So I drove down to Rafah to see them.

I drove it all the way into grad school.

YESTERDAY I JUST GOT IN THE CAR AND DROVE.

I heard a car. A friend drove me here.

When you drove home after the concert I called upon Scotland Yard and upon the chairman of the bank directors, with the result that you have seen.

Sami drove.

So as I drove that car, I yelled right back at her.

I was asking myself persistently while I drove on with my writing.

As I drove back towards town, I took inventory of my prospects.

As I drove home to my house in Kensington I thought over it all, from the extraordinary story of the red headed copier of the Encyclopaedia down to the visit to Saxe

I drove up to London with him on Tuesday evening.

I'm quits with them. Me too. I drove 'em off.

He drove an Isotta Fraschini... I was recounting a premonition...

For the next three years, she drove from Mount Vernon to Amherst, Massachusetts, every Monday morning, and returned home Wednesday night.

They talked about the passport episode that had occurred in the baggage area and drove to the home of Gilda Flores.