My life can be measured in hours. I serve by being devoured. Thin, I am fast. Thick, I am slow. Wind is my foe. What am I?

A made up word for everyone in our world. It begins with something to contain coffee or beer, followed by the last three of the US’s mighty bird.

I am the witching one at midnight and the rush one on the road. I am a unit of time that carries a heavy load.

I have teeth but don't eat. You can put something into me, but I'm not a container. You can switch multiple of me, but I'm not a toggle. I'm irritating when someone grinds me. I'm preparing for something when I'm up. I'm preparing for landing when I'm down.

I start off with quite a hit, My end is a ghostly commit, But I bend and I won't quit.