He dove for better cover and worked his way into the room.
A single step, and she dove for the top of it.
She started up to the road, and I dived for the car.
He dove to the ground for cover and began rolling right.
The others, all but one, dived for the safety of a small room beyond.
And in just that brief second, I dove for the window.
He dove for cover just as the shot rang out.
But they had dived for cover and no one was hurt.
I put my feet under me and dived for his legs.
He dived for the open chair and that was the last I saw of him.