A turbanned rider, transfixed, screamed and toppled from his galloping horse.

The other rider was screaming, locked in talons below me.

Remo's rider kicked and screamed.

The rider screamed and fell.

Then the riders were upon us in a thunder of hooves on cobblestones, still screaming their savage war cries.

While the other riders scream and throw their arms in the air, Full Flavor calmly munches on boneless chicken.

The dragon's rider screamed in pain and terror, screams that ended abruptly.

The cauldrons of lead were upended and beasts and riders screamed in pain as the white-hot metal flooded over them.

On the Kamikaze, a ride that resembles salad tongs gone wild, riders screamed and shrieked as the cages they were strapped into flipped upside down.

Horses and riders screamed and went down.