 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.