"Yes, I had to turn the car off because the wheels were spinning against the wall."

The wheels in his brain spun, trying to figure out how he knew the man.

I ran to the car, reached it just as its wheels spun.

Little wheels must spin so that the machine can turn, he'd say.

I tried to back up to gain some room, but the wheels still spun.

The wheels spun when I pulled out onto the street, but then they caught and moved forward.

The wheel spun and the small metal ball stopped at 00.

They had been turned upside down, and their wheels were spinning in the air.

His bike fell on top of him, the wheels spinning.

Two wheels were always spinning while the third was on the ground loading.