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I cried , and I could hold of the bridge telegraphs and feel the hull quiver as the high- rang down ' Full speed . ' The pressure air was opened up to our signalman and gunlayer grabbed main tanks . The conning - tower hold of a Bren ...
I cried , and I could hold of the bridge telegraphs and feel the hull quiver as the high- rang down ' Full speed . ' The pressure air was opened up to our signalman and gunlayer grabbed main tanks . The conning - tower hold of a Bren ...
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... I liked neither the brush does not prepare a man for look of things , nor the feel in the emergencies . air . ... of Norway loomed on the describable feeling of menace , always horizon , and one dark and blustery present before a ...
... I liked neither the brush does not prepare a man for look of things , nor the feel in the emergencies . air . ... of Norway loomed on the describable feeling of menace , always horizon , and one dark and blustery present before a ...
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We rolled gently away , taking it steady through the town , but I could feel the drag of that trailer . You know , with a big wagon , you seem to sit fitted into it , and you can feel It was a Friday forenoon , sometime about May I ...
We rolled gently away , taking it steady through the town , but I could feel the drag of that trailer . You know , with a big wagon , you seem to sit fitted into it , and you can feel It was a Friday forenoon , sometime about May I ...
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