The storm had now definitely abated, and what thunder there was now grumbled over more distant hills, like a man saying "And another thing..." twenty minutes after admitting he's lost the argument.
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"Dirk turned on the car wipers, which grumbled because they didn't have quite enough rain to wipe away... they still refused to feel that the exercise was worthwhile, and scraped and squeaked in protest". DNA, The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul