hundred-and-eighty-odd

Updated: June 23, 2025

Thrashing wildly, grotesquely in agony, he struggled madly and blindly across the room, directly toward the thick steel wall. The tip of one hair of his unruly thatch touched the wall, and the slim length of that single hair did not even bend as its slight strength brought to an instant halt the hundred-and-eighty-odd pounds of mass mass now entirely without inertia that was his body.

E. E. (Edward Elmer) Smith - Triplanetary