He dove for better cover and worked his way into the room.

A single step, and she dove for the top of it.

She started up to the road, and I dived for the car.

He dove to the ground for cover and began rolling right.

The others, all but one, dived for the safety of a small room beyond.

And in just that brief second, I dove for the window.

He dove for cover just as the shot rang out.

But they had dived for cover and no one was hurt.

I put my feet under me and dived for his legs.

He dived for the open chair and that was the last I saw of him.