I ran across this.

Then they ran clippers across my head.

And about the same time I ran across this one verse, I ran across another one. Someone asked a lady teacher why she taught.

I ran across an old friend near the bank.

Nancy ran across an old friend of hers yesterday.

You see, it was raining and she ran across the road.

A small road ran across the bridge, through the fields, and over a hill.

Anytime I could help you, ran across a good story I came running to you with it.

She said that when she just ran it across the table, it felt like her finger was rocking.

Then I ran across this simple verse that said, At God's footstool to confess, a poor soul knelt, and bowed his head.

So I ran, I ran...

I ran, ran to escape.

You say that you ran to the house, you ran to the window, you ran inside, you ran to Mayella, you ran to Sheriff Tate.

If anybody here is a fan of the original Star Trek, they ran across an alien ship that had an ion drive, and Spock said,

Humans ran and ran all the time.

Mary ran.

He ran.

If anybody here is a fan of the original Star Trek, they ran across an alien ship that had an ion drive, and Spock said, They're very technically sophisticated.

And we ran.

I ran away.

I ran away.

I ran out.

Who ran second?

I ran away...

Then I ran.

We all ran.

She ran away.

She ran off.

I ran out.

I ran over.

He ran away.

Across age, across income, across culture.

I ran across other things. I love to teach, and it was mentioned by the previous speaker that I enjoy poetry, and I dabble in it a bit, and love it.

So, very unexpectedly, they ran out of customers before they ran out of whales.

He ran his trial.

The well ran dry.

A policeman ran past.

My monkey ran away!

You ran back here.

You ran into trouble?

She ran a speakeasy.

You ran the job.

He ran up there!

Ran a temperature yesterday.

I ran. All did.