· Fender (wing or mudguard): A curved piece of metal or plastic above the wheels of a bicycle, motorcycle or car that prevents dirt from getting on the rider. (kere tiib, porikaitse, poritiib) Fender is the American English term for the part of an automobile, motorcycle or other vehicle body that frames a wheel well (the fender underside). Its primary purpose is to prevent sand, mud, rocks, liquids, and other road spray from being thrown into the air by the rotating tire. Fenders are typically rigid and can be damaged by contact with the road surface. Instead flexible mud flaps are used close to the ground where contact may be possible. Sticky materials such as mud may adhere to the smooth outer tire surface, while smooth loose objects such as stones can become temporarily embedded in the tread grooves as the tire rolls over the ground. These materials can be ejected from the surface of the tire at high velocity as the tire imparts kinetic energy to the attached objects
21. Andke ära vööri (ahtri) spring! Let go forward (aft) spring! () ! 22. Vööri (ahtri) ots on ära antud The head (stern) line gone () 23. Andke ära kõik otsad! Let go all! 24. Kõik otsad ära antud All gone fore and aft 25. Kas ahter on klaar? Is it clear astern? ? 26. Ahter on klaar! Aft is clear! ! 27. Pange vendrid valmis Have (get) the fenders ready ! 28. Haalake laev ... meetrit edasi (tagasi) Shift the ship ... metres ahead (astern) ... ! Ohutus sildumisoperatsioonidel. 1. Haalamisele lubatakse ainult neid meeskonnaliikmeid, kes omavad vastavat erialast ettevalmistust, ning on läbinud ohutustehnika instruktsiooni. 2. Laeva pardal viib haalamise ohutustehnikaalase instruktsiooni läbi vanemtüürimees. 3
Even the air filtered down greenly through the leaves. It was too green -- an alien planet. Eventually we made it to Charlie's. He still lived in the small, two-bedroom house that he'd bought with my mother in the early days of their marriage. Those were the only kind of days their marriage had -- the early ones. There, parked on the street in front of the house that never changed, was my new -- well, new to me -- truck. It was a faded red color, with big, rounded fenders and a bulbous cab. To my intense surprise, I loved it. I didn't know if it would run, but I could see myself in it. Plus, it was one of those solid iron affairs that never gets damaged -- the kind you see at the scene of an accident, paint unscratched, surrounded by the pieces of the foreign car it had destroyed. "Wow, Dad, I love it! Thanks!" Now my horrific day tomorrow would be just that much less dreadful. I
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