claxon
horn.
There was no starting gun at this year's race, so John Mortimer signaled the start of the race by honking the horn of the lead vehicle.
claxon del coche
car horn
Admittedly, while honking can seem oppressive in New York City, there are other places where it seems car horns never stop sounding.
hacer sonar el claxon
honk + Posesivo + horn
honk
blow + Posesivo + horn
pip
toot
There was no starting gun at this year's race, so John Mortimer signaled the start of the race by honking the horn of the lead vehicle.
Admittedly, while honking can seem oppressive in New York City, there are other places where it seems car horns never stop sounding.
This animated screen saver has a train engine speeding down the tracks while blowing its horn.
I have now resorted at pipping at people walking down the pavement and waving out the window, most wave back but they look very gormless, but normally with a smile.
Dad was impatient and tried to push his way slowly through the cattle, tooting as he went.
sonar el claxon
honk + Posesivo + horn
honk
blow + Posesivo + horn
hoot + Posesivo + horn
pip
There was no starting gun at this year's race, so John Mortimer signaled the start of the race by honking the horn of the lead vehicle.
Admittedly, while honking can seem oppressive in New York City, there are other places where it seems car horns never stop sounding.
This animated screen saver has a train engine speeding down the tracks while blowing its horn.
Some woman started driving right up her arse, hooting her horn and flashing her lights.
I have now resorted at pipping at people walking down the pavement and waving out the window, most wave back but they look very gormless, but normally with a smile.
tocar el claxon
honk
blow + Posesivo + horn
honk + Posesivo + horn
hoot + Posesivo + horn
pip
toot
Admittedly, while honking can seem oppressive in New York City, there are other places where it seems car horns never stop sounding.
This animated screen saver has a train engine speeding down the tracks while blowing its horn.
There was no starting gun at this year's race, so John Mortimer signaled the start of the race by honking the horn of the lead vehicle.
Some woman started driving right up her arse, hooting her horn and flashing her lights.
I have now resorted at pipping at people walking down the pavement and waving out the window, most wave back but they look very gormless, but normally with a smile.
Dad was impatient and tried to push his way slowly through the cattle, tooting as he went.
