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...area with these pictures, Nachtwey drove southwest and reached Vitez six hours later. Suddenly, machine guns opened fire from both sides of the road. Nachtwey floored the gas pedal and drove through a solid kilometer of gunfire. Miraculously, only one bullet penetrated the car, hitting the passenger-seat headrest. He learned later that the gunners were neither Serbs nor Muslims, but Croats...
...Even then, however, authorities consider extenuating circumstances. In Maryland last year on May 6, Vincent Kennedy shot and killed a Nigerian-born taxi driver, Lucky Unuigboje Okoruwa, 24. Later Kennedy confessed the attempted robbery but insisted that his pistol had gone off accidentally when it bumped against Okoruwa's headrest. His claim, supported by FBI experts who examined his weapon, saved him from life without parole. Kennedy, 21, pleaded guilty in exchange for life plus 20 years, allowing him to become eligible for parole when he is about 46 years old. Despite the slogans, getting tough on crime...
Dave hit the brakes. Adam's head hit the headrest. Dave was unhappy with our attitude towards his quest. The quest, the quest, what was the quest? College degeneracy with a time warp twist, boy meets blind date, meets his past, meets his maker. No, not his maker, but a girl. A mystery girl, a girl who had for Dave the body, mind, and allure of a fourth grade flame, but the voice of a Smith coed. No, not coed, couldn't be a coed in an all girl's school...
...think like an engineer. After much trial and error, he arrived at a design that suspends the chair on a central axis that pivots much as the body does at the waist and hips. The pivoting motion is controlled by a gas-cylinder mechanism activated from the armrest. The headrest supports the neck at the underside of the cranium. The elbows repose without being pushed...
Late last Friday afternoon, Terkel stretched majestically on his bed at the Copley Plaza. His hands were locked together behind his white hair to form a headrest; at the other end of his small body, his stocking feet were crossed. Terkel must have sensed the grandeur of the pose. "Do I look like one of those hoods?," he asked, thinking perhaps of some mafia chieftan...