They were high explosives, but shrapnel was bursting high, with thunderclaps, which left behind greenish clouds and scattered bullets down.
"From Bapaume to Passchendaele, 1917"
Philip Gibbs
The enemy was shelling Arras heavily, and black shrapnel and high explosives came over from his lines.
"From Bapaume to Passchendaele, 1917"
Philip Gibbs
They went in a slow, leisurely way, not hurried, though the enemy's shrapnel was searching for them.
"From Bapaume to Passchendaele, 1917"
Philip Gibbs