Gforce Quotes

I don't believe in prom,' I reminded her as she rounded a corner. I expertly angled my raisin bran to accomodate the g-forces. I'd done this before.

How You Doing, Little Lucy?” His bright tone and mild expression indicates we’re playing a game we almost never play. It’s a game called How You Doing? and it basically starts off like we don’t hate each other. We act like normal colleagues who don’t want to swirl their hands in each other’s blood. It’s disturbing. “Great, thanks, Big Josh. How You Doing?” “Super. Gonna go get coffee. Can I get you some tea?” He has his heavy black mug in his hand. I hate his mug. I look down; my hand is already holding my red polka-dot mug. He’d spit in anything he made me. Does he think I’m crazy? “I think I’ll join you.” We march purposefully toward the kitchen with identical footfalls, left, right, left, right, like prosecutors walking toward the camera in the opening credits of Law & Order. It requires me to almost double my stride. Colleagues break off conversations and look at us with speculative expressions. Joshua and I look at each other and bare our teeth. Time to act civil. Like executives. “Ah-ha-ha,” we say to each other genially at some pretend joke. “Ah-ha-ha.” We sweep around a corner. Annabelle turns from the photocopier and almost drops her papers. “What’s happening?” Joshua and I nod at her and continue striding, unified in our endless game of one-upmanship. My short striped dress flaps from the g-force. “Mommy and Daddy love you very much, kids,” Joshua says quietly so only I can hear him. To the casual onlooker he is politely chatting. A few meerkat heads have popped up over cubicle walls. It seems we’re the stuff of legend. “Sometimes we get excited and argue. But don’t be scared. Even when we’re arguing, it’s not your fault.” “It’s just grown-up stuff,” I softly explain to the apprehensive faces we pass. “Sometimes Daddy sleeps on the couch, but it’s okay. We still love you.

I expertly angled my raison bran to accomodate the g-forces.

Lieutenant (jg) Ralph Hanks, an Iowa pig farmer before the war, became an “ace in a day” by shooting down five Zeros in a single skirmish. In a fifteen-minute air engagement, his throttle never left the firewall and his Hellcat surpassed 400 knots in a diving attack. Hanks had to stand on his rudder pedals and use his entire upper-body strength to keep his stick under control. Intense g-forces caused him to black out several times. This first massed encounter of Zeros and Hellcats did not bode well for the future of the now-obsolete Japanese fighter plane.

The ride up to the Kindred ship was tense and silent. Sylvan drove since Baird had his hands full with his reluctant bride. She refused to answer anything he said even when the g-forces pressed her against him like a giant, crushing hand. Once they cleared the Earth’s atmosphere, he spoke softly in her ear, pointing out the various stars the Kindred had been to and telling her how long it took to get to the other trade planets using the space-gap propulsion his people had perfected thousands of years before. But no matter what he said, Olivia remained silent. Baird

But the ride I was really looking forward to was the Zombie Thrasher. They say that the G-forces on the Zombie Thrasher are so strong that if you’re not strapped in, it can rip your rotten flesh right off. One Zombie rode it, and he didn’t strap in because his friend dared him not to, so he came out looking like a Skeleton. They gave him a toy bow and arrow to keep him quiet. But I made sure I was strapped in. Hey, I like living on the edge… But I like my entrails more, thank you. But riding the Zombie thrasher was awesome! I even got a free toy bow and arrow too. I had Skelee pretend like he was me coming out of the ride, and it worked like a charm. Man, this is the best scarecation ever.

A metallic hydrogen rocket!” she explained. “We reached 995,000 kilometers per hour after escaping Earth’s gravity and still had enough fuel to decelerate before reaching the new Port of Entry. You were right about the G-forces, by the way

A modern Formula One car is capable of developing 3.5 g-force – which is three and a half times its weight – thanks to the aerodynamic downforce of its spoilers. That means, theoretically, at high speeds, they could drive upside down on the ceiling of a tunnel.

If you look deep inside every woman, you will find a black box that records the wreckage of her past relationships. Internal recordings that can withstand the g-force impact o total obliteration that comes with a coupling's ending. Tell the world I'm sorry. We're going down.

Zakota cursed and veered, leaning into a turn, as if the artificial gravity didn’t remain a constant and compensate for what would have been G-forces if they had been in a planet’s atmosphere.

We popped down into a ditch and Jupiterean g-forces squashed me to oompa loompa proportions

These weightless plants were placed on a large rotating centrifuge that mimicked gravitation, much as Knight's waterwheel had years and years earlier. The plants could be continuously monitored by a camera while they rotated. Very soon after feeling the g-force, the plants started moving in more exaggerated circles. Both the size and the speed of the movements of the spinning plants were similar to those detected on the arabidopsis plants grown on Earth. This revealed that gravity is not necessary for the movements, but rather modulates and amplifies the endogenous movements in the plant. Darwin was correct: as far as we know, circumnutation is a built-in behavior of plants, but this behavior needs gravity to reach its full expression.