Sentences with phrase «road as it hugs»

Follow Victoria's Great Ocean Road as it hugs our spectacular southeast coastline or experience Australia's Red Centre in an epic drive across the desert.

Not exact matches

Photographer Sandon Voelker and road test editor Eric Weiner are waiting patiently for me when I get to the track, but I tell them to hold tight as I give hugs to Maribeth and Mary, the wonderful women who take care of day - to - day track duties, and Nala, an adorable, 110 - pound brindle mastiff.

And later as we wander the 50 - mile dirt road that hugs the Rio Grande, we understand why.

As the vehicle hugs the road surface, the driver experiences an exhilarating mix of dynamism, racetrack response and comfort.»

As sport bikes and slammed Miatas speed through the winding mountainous roads at blazing speeds, our all - wheel - drive MKZ holds its own, hugging corners and providing road feedback usually associated with German sport sedans from BMW AG and Audi AG.

Despite its genetic detriments — considerable dimensions, high center of gravity, substantial weight — the Urus hugs the road like a salamander climbing up a sheet of glass, it juggles power and torque like an orangutan brachiating between trees, its responses are as sharp as a chameleon's tongue, and it decelerates like a serpent recoiling from an attack.

As you'd expect from an A3 with an extra 276 pounds of road - hugging weight from a battery pack, the 3471 - pound Audi A3 Sportback e-tron delivers a resilient ride on the highway, relaxed and yet always in control on its 103 - inch wheelbase.

«I think it's glued to the road; it's super tight... so as soon as you move the wheel it just points in and hugs the turn.

The suburban streets wind through neighborhoods and the K900 sedan hugs the road, the AWD and suspension handling the curves and many, many speed bumps with aplomb, barely missing a beat even as I fail to slow for some.

As a rear - drive performance car, BladeGlider exhibits a coherent and linear handling that enables it to consistently hug road curves, providing feedback for intuitive and exhilarating steering control when cornering under threshold conditions.

The racy theme continues inside with more splashes of red across a stylish dash, plus firm, figure - hugging sports seats that will grip you as well as the four - wheel drive system grips the road.

A low center of gravity has the FR - S hugging the road as those bolstered seats we mentioned earlier keep you nicely in place.

320 horsepower plus advanced steering and suspension for renowned, road - hugging handling propel the BMW 340 as it continues to express the intelligent evolution of the BMW 3 - series.

Really enjoy driving this vehicle as it seems to hug the road.

The soft - top roof has a visual lightness to go with its low physical weight and serves as a defining element of the silhouette in reinforcing the road - hugging impression made by the car's low center of gravity.

With sculpting that should only be described as aggressive, the 2018 SL 550 Roadster hugs the road with its flared side sills and rear valence much like its 19 - inch or 20 - inch wheels.

Magnetic ride control is standard, so when off the road, the ride is as stiff as can be to hug the turns.

As you exit the National Historical Park, bear left and head northwest along City of Refuge Road hugging the coast.

Stunning views are taken in as you drive along a road that practically hugs the Pacific ocean.

As we travel down this impossible road, passing through incredibly long tunnels, making use of concrete bridges that hug the walls in the most precarious way, we realise how one - dimensional our perception has become.

The Astoria and Columbia River Railroad Company owned the railroad, and later in 1907, the Great Northern Railroad acquired the line and became part of the Spokane, Portland, and Seattle Railway Company, commonly known as the S.P. & S. Also learn how travelers used Hug Point as a roadway, and with the completion of the Arch Cape Tunnel, Cannon Beach would no longer be «the end of the road» but rather a place people would pass through but where, it was hoped, they would pause and spend some money, perhaps even stay a night or two.

Access can be found via the scenic Seven Mile Beach Road which hugs the winding coastline and provides access to the Broken Head village as well as superb walking trails.

Hugging the south western curve of the Free State border with Lesotho, the mountains a constant backdrop, Route 26, also known as the Maloti Route, is a scenic road trip connecting Rouxville with Fouriesburg.

Its 243 kilometres of road hugs the coastline affectionately known as the Surf Coast and is one of the greatest of ocean roads.The scenic route between Torquay and Cape Otway and the Shipwreck Coast further west of Cape Otway,

There are few roads in the world that hug a coastline so closely that you can actually hear the waves breaking as you drive.

Hold on as the road hugs the cliff - face as it winds through the Great Otway National Park.

You're soon on the coast, passing world - famous Bells Beach, host of the World Surfing Championships.Relax on the drive as the winding Great Ocean Road hugs the coast, running beside a string of surf beaches to reach the seaside holiday resort of Apollo Bay.

Even the early model I rode in hugged the road impressively as the driver jerked the wheel from side to side.

It went something like this: hotel check - in, locate room, locate wifi service, attempt connection to wifi, wonder why the connection is taking so long, try again, locate phone, call front desk, get told «the internet is broken for a while», decide to hot - spot the mobile phone because some emails really needed to be sent, go «la la la» about the roaming costs, locate iron, wonder why iron temperature dial just spins around and around, swear as iron spews water instead of steam, find reading glasses, curse middle - aged need for reading glasses, realise iron temperature dial is indecipherably in Chinese, decide ironing front of shirt is good enough when wearing jacket, order room service lunch, start shower, realise can't read impossible small toiletry bottle labels, damply retrieve glasses from near iron and successfully avoid shampooing hair with body lotion, change (into slightly damp shirt), retrieve glasses from shower, start teleconference, eat lunch, remember to mute phone, meet colleague in lobby at 1 pm, continue teleconference, get in taxi, endure 75 stop - start minutes to a inconveniently located client, watch unread emails climb over 150, continue to ignore roaming costs, regret tuna panini lunch choice as taxi warmth, stop - start juddering, jet - lag, guilt about unread emails and traffic fumes combine in a very unpleasant way, stumble out of over-warm taxi and almost catch hypothermia while trying to locate a very small client office in a very large anonymous business park, almost hug client with relief when they appear to escort us the last 50 metres, surprisingly have very positive client meeting (i.e. didn't throw up in the meeting), almost catch hypothermia again waiting for taxi which despite having two functioning GPS devices can't locate us on a main road, understand why as within 30 seconds we are almost rendered unconscious by the in - car exhaust fumes, discover that the taxi ride back to the CBD is even slower and more juddering at peak hour (and no, that was not a carbon monoxide induced hallucination), rescheduled the second client from 5 pm to 5.30, to 6 pm and finally 6.30 pm, killed time by drafting this guest blog (possibly carbon monoxide induced), watch unread emails climb higher, exit taxi and inhale relatively fresher air from kamikaze motor scooters, enter office and grumpily work with client until 9 pm, decline client's gracious offer of expensive dinner, noting it is already midnight my time, observe client fail to correctly set office alarm and endure high decibel «warning, warning» sounds that are clearly designed to send security rushing... soon... any second now... develop new form of nausea and headache from piercing, screeching, sounds - like - a-wailing-baby-please-please-make-it-stop-alarm, note the client is relishing the extra (free) time with us and is still talking about work, admire the client's ability to focus under extreme aural pressure, decide the client may be a little too work focussed, realise that I probably am too given I have just finished work at 9 pm... but then remember the 200 unread emails in my inbox and decide I can resolve that incongruency later (in a quieter space), become sure that there are only two possibilities — there are no security staff or they are deaf — while my colleague frantically tries to call someone who knows what to do, conclude after three calls that no - one does, and then finally someone finally does and... it stops.