hot metal

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In a dry pan, the crust began smoking the moment it hit hot metal.

The final frontier smells a lot like a Nascar race—a bouquet of hot metal, diesel fumes and barbecue.

With the mercury repeatedly soaring into triple digits, she started waking up hours earlier, added afternoon siestas to her routine and installed a sprinkler to cool her hot metal roof.

Woods were shredded, the earth trembled and the ground exploded in showers of stone and red-hot metal splinters.

She tattooed her wrist with the letter E (for Edouard) by pressing a piece of white-hot metal there.

Monstrous throats gasp for a draught of white-hot metal and take it at a gulp.

A piece of red-hot metal was lifted out and thrust into the vice; Hannam was striker and Bickerton holder.

Behind, and almost overhanging it, was a great krantz whose smooth ironstone wall glowed like a vast slab of red-hot metal.

This being lifted out of Paris and plunged into Longmeadow was the pouring of white hot metal into chill moulds.

Keezhaubikeday is hot metal, a hot stove, &c. Keezhaugummeday is hot water.