Metal crunched and the Mitsubishi rocked on its springs.

Metal crunched and glass burst as the Executioner flew forward against the seat belt.

Metal crunched as they crushed the vehicles beneath their advance, flattening the various models out of all recognition.

Metal crunched, glass shattered, oil spewed, and the hangings went up in a great whoosh of flame.

Metal crunched and the windshield burst as the head and shoulders of a terrorist passenger punched through the glass.

Metal crunched through the shields, and then against the hull.

Metal crunched into bone.

Metal crunched.

Metal crunched and ground.