My mangled body flew in one direction, my mangled bike flew in the other.

Then one of the seraphim flew to me, having a live coal in his hand, which he had taken with the tongs from off the altar.

Then flew one of the seraphims unto me, having a live coal in his hand, which he had taken with the tongs from off the altar

This may be my last hot breakfast so can I eat in peace?

The prime minister, Michel Debré, was sent to Algiers, but the rebels treated him contemptuously, and he flew back empty handed.