Their leader, a well-built man in a helmet and gilt-braided cloak, held up his hand warningly, until the riders had sped on.

The Italian rider for the Carrera team craftily hung back until the last few dozen yards and then sped first over the finish line.

A blood-covered rider, in the tabard of LaMut, sped past them, and they ran to follow.

Arutha wheeled and shouted the order, and riders sped away toward both passes.

Maybe the people on their lawns became involved because these riders were speeding close by, through their lives, toward that most special of destinations: Someplace Else.

Mr. Kelly suggested that riders could voluntarily speed the process.

Up from the plains the riders sped, bent over their saddles, urging on their steeds.

Once the door of the hut was thrown aside, their riders could speed directly onto the lake.

There was no violence, and the new riders sped eastward.

It sounded as if riders were speeding through the woods toward his location.