Danger threatened and passed me almost before I was aware of it.

Out of the dust a mass of tossing manes, foam-flecked black horses, wild eyes and lifting hoofs rushed at me.

Satan, with a presence of mind that shamed mine, leaped back and hugged the wall.

My eyes were blinded by dust; the smell of dust choked me.

I felt a strong rush of wind and a mustang grazed my stirrup.