Mr. BELIN. Could you see his hands? Mr. FISCHER. No. Mr. BELIN. Could you see whether or not he was holding anything? Mr. FISCHER. No; I couldn't see. Mr. BELIN. Could you see any other objects in the window? Mr. FISCHER. There were boxes and cases stacked all the way from the bottom to the top and from the left to the right behind him. It looked--uh--it's possible that there weren't cases directly behind him because I couldn't see because of him. But--uh--all the rest of the window--a portion behind the window--there were boxes. It looked like there was space for a man to walk through there between the window and the boxes. But there were boxes in the window, or close to the window there. Mr. BELIN. Could you see any other people in any other windows there that you remember? Mr. FISCHER. I couldn't see any other people in the windows. I don't remember seeing any others. Mr. BELIN. By this, do you mean that you are sure there were none, or that you just do not remember seeing any? Mr. FISCHER. I don't remember seeing any. Mr. BELIN. Now, after you saw the man, then the motorcade turned onto Houston from Main--is that correct? Mr. FISCHER. Yes. Mr. BELIN. Did you ever see the man again in the window? Mr. FISCHER. No. Mr. BELIN. Did you ever look back at the window? Mr. FISCHER. I never looked back at the window. Mr. BELIN. Well, could you describe what happened as you watched the motorcade turn? First, about how fast did the motorcade appear to be going? Mr. FISCHER. When the motorcade passed me, it was--uh--the driver was in process of making the wide turn there from Houston to Elm, and he was going very slow. I'd say, uh--10-15 miles an hour. Mr. BELIN. All right. Then what happened? Mr. FISCHER. Well, the motorcade--the limousine made the wide turn and--uh--they went out of our view just as they began to straighten up onto Elm Street because there were people standing along the curb all the way around--and that's when the limousine went out of my view and I started watching the other cars behind the Presidential limousine. Mr. BELIN. And then what happened? Mr. FISCHER. Well, as I looked around to watch these other cars, I heard a shot. At first I thought it was a firecracker. And--uh--everybody got quiet. There was no yelling or shouting or anything. Everything seemed to get real still. And--uh--the second shot rang out, and then everybody--from where I was standing--everybody started to scatter. And--uh--then the third shot. At first, I thought there were four, but as I think about it more, there must have been just three. Mr. BELIN. At first, you thought there were four shots? Mr. FISCHER. Yes. Mr. BELIN. Now, you said the first one you thought was a firecracker? Mr. FISCHER. Yes. Mr. BELIN. What about the second one? Did you think that was a firecracker, too?