Mr. Couch. Yes; there were.
Mr. Belin. Do you remember the names of any of those people?
Mr. Couch. No; I don't.
Mr. Belin. Were they two-wheel or three-wheel motorcycles?
Mr. Couch. Two-wheel.
Mr. Belin. Was there one riding alongside of your car?
Mr. Couch. Uh—he was. I remember distinctly one was on my right going down Main. They would jockey from time to time in different positions. As I recall, on Houston, I don't remember any beside us on Houston. As I say, they would fade back and forth. Sometimes they would be; sometimes they wouldn't.
Mr. Belin. All right.
Now, as you turned onto Houston, you said that you heard what you described as a——
Mr. Couch. It sounded like a motorcycle backfire at first—the first time we heard it—the first shot.