spur gear

These self-dubbed gear heads go toe to toe (or perhaps more accurately, crash to crash), with the men in the sport.

The controlling leaders being out of gear the machine did not run smoothly: there was nothing but friction and tension.

A short distance off was another ridge or spur of the mountain, widening out into almost a plateau.

But one battalion was isolated on a spur, from which there seemed no way of escape save under a scorching flank fire.

Quentin Gray regarded the story of Kazmah as a very poor lie devised on the spur of the moment.

A piece of iron sticking out from the cross-head carried the plug-rod for working the gear-handles.