forward, as far as I'm concerned, Mr. Nicoletti hit him at that point.

As I squeezed off my round, the head started forward.

I hit him and blew the head backwards.

I didn't hit the rear of the exit blew out.

Partially most of it on his right side, I guess back there before the section come right out, part of the back of the skull.

When I took my shot, and I knelt back down to the briefcase, I ejected the one casing in there, I picked up another live round, put it in, and closed the bowl on it.

I took this shell casing as it come out to the briefcase.

I put it in my mouth, tasted the sulfur from it.

I love to taste the sulfur, by the way.

Closed the briefcase up, and as I stood up, I did something I shouldn't have done, but I did do it.

I took the shell casing, I bit down on it.

I took it out and I looked at it and I set it on the stocky fence.

And there was an indentation from my teeth on the shell casing, on the ridge, by the

orifice. I left it sitting on the stock defense there. You got to understand when you're young,

you're cocky, everything is indestructible to you, you know. Nothing can go wrong. And you got to be

a strong believer in all that. I mean, you know, you're infallible. Chuck, Mr. Nicoletti

would laugh at me when I do things like that and say a calling card, trait, whatever you want to do. He used to laugh at me over and he told me, Jimmy, just you do the job, you do it and forget about it. Oh, if he would have known I did that in the Dealey Plaza, right now, he's probably turning over and it's great for me doing something that stupid. Jimmy, I'm sure you're aware that they have found two 2222 shell casings.

I've heard that.

Have you got any speculation, any idea of where a second 222 shell casings?

I have no idea whatsoever.

I fired one shot, one shot only. I ejected the shell casing.

Mine was a Remington cartridge manufactured prior to 19 and 63. I bid it, I set it on the stockade fence.

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