 Maybe it was a flinch. Maybe it was buck fever. Maybe he knew that the Secret Service was about to shoot him, and he got in a hurry. Don't know, don't care. I'm glad that he missed, you know, largely. He did nick an ear. I'm glad he, honestly, I don't mind saying I am glad he is dead because I don't want him to be on trial. I don't want him to be spouting off his nonsense. Just want him dead. Simple as that. So they did that with a .308 rifle.