Traffic whizzed every which way.
Traffic whizzed by on either side of them, east and west.
Traffic whizzed past.
Traffic whizzed past on both sides at sixty and sixty-five, faster than the speed limit, too fast for the misty weather.
Traffic whizzed and whistled past her, orange lights glowing smugly, interiors dark and private, and even though she raised the Cutlass's bonnet, and switched on her emergency flashers, nobody wanted to stop.
Traffic on the new motorway whizzed past a Chernobyl-sized industrial incinerator.
