Mr. Specter. Mrs. Connally, what was your impression, if any, as to the source of the shots?
Mrs. Connally. Well, I had no thought of whether they were high or low or where. They just came from the right; sounded like they were to my right.
Mr. Specter. How many did you hear in all?
Mrs. Connally. I heard three.
Mr. Specter. What is your best estimate on the time that passed from the first to the last shot?
Mrs. Connally. Very short. It seemed to me that there was less time between the first and the second than between the second and the third.
Mr. Specter. About how fast do you think the car was going then?
Mrs. Connally. I don't really know. Not too fast. It was sort of a letdown time for us. We could relax for, we thought we could, for just a minute.
Mr. Specter. And you mean by that since the major part of the crowd had been passed?
Mrs. Connally. We had gone by them. The underpass was in sight, and I knew that as soon as we passed through the underpass that then we would be going straight to the Trade Mart for the luncheon, and I felt like we would then be moving fast and not have people on all sides of us.