 And that lack of control of the situation, as strange as it sounds, terrified me. And as she was slowing down, I remember shouting at her not to slow down. And I used some not-so-nice words out loud. And I said, please go, go, go, go, go. And so she stepped on the accelerator. And again, this thing was so close. If we had opened the door without even getting out, you could have thrown a tennis ball up at it and bounced the tennis ball off the bottom. It was that close. It was unmistakable. Nice.