Keesler AFB, Ms, approx 1978. I am a lowly Airman Basic student slime fodder. There is like one freaking General on the entire base, and he is never to be found. One day, I am at the range, I shank one left high and on towards the road and that MF in his staff car, general flag and all ( I totally freaked as I had only seen pictures of what a staff car looked like), happens to be on that same road at that exact time and directly in the line of fire. To this day, I see in perfect slow motion that ball and that staff car proceed on a collision course. I will never ever forget as the ball careens of the pavement at 150 mph just ever so slightly to the side of the car and bouces accross the windshielf of "the General" and then I see brake lights. Oh shit. Anyways, he stops for a second, and keeps going....