By then his mind was going a mile a minute.

As we pulled out of the lot, he was talking a mile a minute.

The fellow was talking to her a mile a minute.

I didn't either, but my brain was going a mile a minute.

I feel like my heart is pounding a mile a minute.

It's not like the 80's, where everything was selling a mile a minute.

You could live ten, twenty miles away, and drive in every morning at a mile a minute!

He is completely innocent even though his mind works at a mile a minute.

She and her friend Jeanne talked a mile a minute.

"In real life, your heart would be beating a mile a minute."

For those few seconds, I drove at least a mile a minute.

He grabs me and starts talking a mile a minute.

I end up either talking a mile a minute or turning totally silent.

Everyone else is listening and he's going a mile a minute."

"My little heart was pounding a mile a minute," she said.

And he's wheeling her a mile a minute at that.

He talked that way, a mile a minute, without much pause between thoughts.

You'll hit the water at a mile a minute!