Speculative painting, without the assistance of manual operation, can never attain to perfection.

Darn, my car crapped out.

The visitor then passes the cup to others who are present. Each person takes a sip, handing the cup back to the pourer.

Lungs, said McGuire comprehensively. "I got it. The croaker says I'll come to time for six months longer—maybe a year if I hold my gait.