Mr. COUCH. As I recall, nothing--there was no particular reaction; uh--nothing unusual. Maybe everybody sort of looked around a little, but didn't think much of it. And--uh--then, in a few seconds, I guess from 4-5 seconds later, or even less, we heard the second shot. And then we began to look--uh, not out of thinking necessarily it was a gunshot, but we began to look in front of us--in the motorcade in front of us. And, as I recall, I didn't have any particular fears or feelings at the second shot. By the third shot, I felt that it was a rifle. Almost sure it was. And, as I said, the shots or the noises were fairly close together they were fairly even in sound--and--uh, by then, one could recognize, or if he had heard a high-powered rifle, he would feel that it was a high-powered rifle. You would get that impression. Mr. BELIN. Do you remember where your vehicle was by the time you heard the third shot? Mr. COUCH. I'd say we were about 50 feet from making--or maybe 60 feet--from making the left-hand turn onto Elm. Mr. BELIN. Did you hear more than three shots? Mr. COUCH. No. Mr. BELIN. Had you heard any noises, what you'd describe like a motorcycle backfiring or firecrackers, prior to the time that you made your turn north onto Houston? Mr. COUCH. Well, way uptown on Main Street, a motorcycle did backfire right beside us--and we all jumped and had a good laugh over it. And the three shots sounded, at first--the first impression was that this was another motorcycle backfiring. Mr. BELIN. Now, between the first and the second shots, is there anything else you remember doing or you remember hearing or seeing that you haven't related here at this time? Mr. COUCH. Nothing unusual between the shots. Uh--as I say, the first shot, I had no particular impression; but the second shot, I remember turning--several of us turning--and looking ahead of us. It was unusual for a motorcycle to backfire that close together, it seemed like. And after the third shot, Bob Jackson, who was, as I recall, on my right, yelled something like, "Look up in the window! There's the rifle!" And I remember glancing up to a window on the far right, which at the time impressed me as the sixth or seventh floor, and seeing about a foot of a rifle being--the barrel brought into the window. I saw no one in that window--just a quick 1-second glance at the barrel. Mr. BELIN. In what building was that? Mr. COUCH. This was the Texas Book Depository Building. Mr. BELIN. At the corner of Houston and Elm in Dallas? Mr. COUCH. That's right. Mr. BELIN. You said it was the sixth or the seventh floor. Do you know how many floors there are in that building--or did you know at that time? Mr. COUCH. No; I didn't know at that time. Mr. BELIN. Did it look like to you he was on the top floor or next to the top floor or the second to the top floor--or----