The bus rattled past sheds once full of merchandise, now mostly bombed-out shells.

The bus rattles back toward the field.

But every so often, the bus would rattle past a bomb or shell crater, an ugly brown scar on the land's smooth green skin.

There wasn't one - but at that moment a bus rattled up and stopped nearby.

The bus rattled around the bend in a blue cloud of gas fumes.

A small bus rattles even up to Gavi from Vandiperiyar.

The bus rattled over the washboard roads and the sun bore down hard, even at 7 in the morning.

As we talk, buses rattle by that have been souped up with soft toys, turbo engines, even a cage of budgies.

The bus rattled to a halt.

Then the old bus rattled over the state line.