No, not his driving, but his mood was.
During the whole of that period Napoleon, who seems to us to have been the leader of all these movements--as the figurehead of a ship may seem to a savage to guide the vessel--acted like a child who, holding a couple of strings inside a carriage, thinks he is driving it.
For all you gadabouts and tourists used to driving hither and yon, a weekend trip to New England is a piece of cake.
Her presence was reassuring but she was driving extra miles to work every day.
Or maybe driving the family wagon in for supplies or . . .
We did so although the driving was downright dangerous for the first fifty miles.
We'll be driving in the rain.
Dean insisted on driving her home.
A soldier was driving, and a woman enveloped in shawls sat behind the apron under the leather hood of the vehicle.
Carmen, you're driving me crazy.
Somehow she managed to take a few steps, and then a few more - fury driving her on.
I know you feel uncomfortable about driving my truck.
He was driving … Jule skipped through the details of Yully's car.… Another figure followed them.
Two took her arm, driving her onward.
He leaned forward and took her sword, driving it into the ground as well.
All the old methods that had been unfailingly crowned with success: the concentration of batteries on one point, an attack by reserves to break the enemy's line, and a cavalry attack by "the men of iron," all these methods had already been employed, yet not only was there no victory, but from all sides came the same news of generals killed and wounded, of reinforcements needed, of the impossibility of driving back the Russians, and of disorganization among his own troops.
He was driving to the Yauza bridge where he had heard that Kutuzov was.
No. I was thinking about driving up to my parents place today.
"It's a date," she said, driving home the stake.
Still, Brandon insisted on driving her to the house.
They wasted no time getting on the road and Brandon was driving fast.
It would be nice to know she could leave the ranch at will without leaving Cade afoot, but she doubted if she would be driving to town soon.
I needed some things anyway and I don't mind driving in the dark.
I must have been driving you crazy.
Maybe the Buick he was driving as well.
Motherhood is a driving force.
I cleaned up a few paper details and left the office for home, driving around town the long way, just to clear my head.
I realized booze wasn't the recommended wash-down with my pain medication but I wasn't driving any farm equipment and I really needed a stiff drink.
The guy driving is wanted nationwide for a number of murders!
"He's driving west," I said.
Dusty almost felt bad for snapping at her, but she was driving him crazy.
He walked from Oak to Main Street yesterday though he didn't see me as his head was bent against the driving snow and I, a distance away.
Winter mountain driving was not for the reckless or faint of heart, but the Deans were neither.
Just as they had reversed their direction, Edith Shipton passed them, driving down the mountain, not speeding but too fast by Dean's conservative standards.
Many people were hurrying through the streets and there were many soldiers, but cabs were still driving about, tradesmen stood at their shops, and service was being held in the churches as usual.
As Alpatych was driving out of the gate he saw some ten soldiers in Ferapontov's open shop, talking loudly and filling their bags and knapsacks with flour and sunflower seeds.
"Where are you going?" shouted Pierre to the man, who was driving to Lubyanka Street.
He was driving toward Pierre in a covered gig, sitting beside a young surgeon, and on recognizing Pierre he told the Cossack who occupied the driver's seat to pull up.
As they were going round the Sukharev water tower Natasha, who was inquisitively and alertly scrutinizing the people driving or walking past, suddenly cried out in joyful surprise:
Half an hour later he was driving with his fast horses across the Sokolniki field, no longer thinking of what had occurred but considering what was to come.
Having repeated these words the captain wiped his eyes and gave himself a shake, as if driving away the weakness which assailed him at this touching recollection.
Like his horse, which turned its head and laid its ears back, he shrank from the driving rain and gazed anxiously before him.