The ship bucked and twisted, nose going down despite her efforts at stabilization.

The ship still bucked beneath him, but the change in course had brought a certain predictability to her motion.

The ship bucked again just as it moved to a safe distance.

The ship bucked and rocked as it moved forward.

The ship bucked again, rocking almost out of control.

Then the ship bucked to the sound of straining metal.

The ship bucked so badly that he found himself on the floor anyway.

The winds at that height were stronger, and the ship bucked once.

The ship capered a few yards, bucked, and dropped back into place.

The ship bucked again and slid away- There were already men standing in the broken window.