Directly we were past the town the Chipmunk changed direction and headed a little more to the north.

They sped past the quiet town, taking the road along the harbor.

The beach to my right would eventually straggle past the town and it couldn't be more than a couple of miles.

But we used to go past the town every day fishing in the river.

From there the river continues north, past the town of St. Johns.

They were making good time, but heading straight at a mountain just past the town or city of Badgastein.

They looked out, down past the town, down the valley.

The road continued past the town, and skirted the shore of the lake.

Make sure the driver takes you to the actual border, which is 4km past the town.

You'll blow the horses before we've got past the town.