The rider held on. His bike was going quickly over the ground. It was really dusty. He felt    

       excited and scared.

The Migestagil dere devil  grasped onto his bike as he soared over the hill whizzing past the spectators clouds of  grit and grime blinded  him and the fellow riders  he felt like he was breaking the soned barrera    

Sam and the skydivers held on to each other. They were high up. It was scary.

     

        Sam sored with the skydivers clenching onto each other while adrenala reached through their vans  

      

The sea was rough and there  were big waves

The sea was rough as a rat rummaging  through a wreckage. The waves were as rough as a troublesome  raccoon on steroids.

It was really stormy

The sea roared rollng the ship on its side

The waves hit the ship

The  waves battered  the ship like a dog attacking a tree