 I'm a shooter. I know that sounds very, very well, and my heart sank, right? I mean, obviously, you see him go down, you see him grab his head, he goes down, and then, you know, at that point, he's behind the stanchions, you know, stanchions up front, which, you know, are meant to take bullets, but obviously, they're coming in from high. All the Secret Service agents, you know, jump on him, and, you know, frankly, there's a good chance he was dead. Literally, I mean, it's divine intervention, whatever we want to call it, right? I'm not a mushy guy, but it's...