Yet the winds will drive you, high as an eagle.

The wind drove snow down the back of his neck.

The wind was driving me further out to sea and my boat began to fill with water.

Wind drove the rain into his face with unexpected force.

Wind drove the smoke into his eyes and filled them with tears.

The snow still fell, but it was not so wild and wind driven.

Then the rain came pouring down and the wind drove behind it.

The press of hot photons is a wind, driving all before it.

High winds will drive them from safe resting places on large bodies of open water.

His feet seemed hardly to touch the ground as the wind drove him up the slope.