Skandapurana 7.9.45_83

7.9.45_83

Grasping it and lifting it up, that best of elephants hurled it, / like [a serpent] with white coils lifting a cloud-capped peak of Mount Meru.
Moving swiftly for an instant and falling, that excellent chariot looked / like the sun in his chariot of old when struck by Svarbhānu.
Then, as Hiraṇyākṣa's chariot came to rest properly upon the ground, / the elephant quickly came back, O best of sages, wishing to seize it again.
With outstretched trunk, stiffened gaze, ears, and tail, the tusker / charged with speed like Garuḍa against a serpent.
Seeing him rushing on with speed, that best of asuras / then whirled him around in the air, like Garuḍa [whirling] a serpent.