Langdon stood in the doorway, surveying the collision of centuries before them.
He was in another world …. his world, his element, a world where history, myth, and fact collided, flooding his senses.
Fully accelerated particles will circle the tube more than ten thousand times in a single second before they collide.
Colliding particles is the key to understanding the building blocks of the universe.
For an instant he felt the familiar collision of thrill, privilege, and dead fear that he had experienced when he first saw the ambigram this morning.
The two beams collided head-on at enormous speeds, driving into one another and compressing all their energy into a single pinpoint.
He went on to say that by accelerating two particles in opposite directions around the tube and then colliding them, scientists could shatter the particles into their constituent parts and get a glimpse of nature’s most fundamental components.
Langdon stumbled to her side, almost colliding with the cloaked couple before them.
The back wall loomed suddenly, and he collided with it, crushing his shoulder.
The glass at the far end was thick …. Langdon’s stack had fallen almost to the horizontal when he heard what he was waiting for-a different kind of collision.
Vittoria kept striding toward them, even faster now, on a collision course.
He skidded ten feet and collided with a series of short cement pillars blocking his way.
Plummeting downward, he braced for the bone-crushing collision.
As he stared up at Camerlegno Ventresca, Mortati felt the paralyzing collision of his heart and mind.
From the feeble sound of the collision, Langdon knew he was going to need a hell of a lot more than an aluminum ladder to break this glass.