Mr. Liebeler. That's pretty close right there?
Mr. Hudson. Yes; it's somewhere pretty close.
Mr. Liebeler. After you heard these three shots and saw the President get hit in the head, you turned around and you ran up on the little knoll there and you got away.
Mr. Hudson. Yes.
Mr. Liebeler. While you were standing there, did you ever look up toward the railroad tracks there where they went across the triple underpass?
Mr. Hudson. No, sir; while I was laying there I didn't—I was looking down towards Elm Street.
Mr. Liebeler. So, you never looked up towards the railroad tracks that went across the underpass?
Mr. Hudson. No, sir.
Mr. Liebeler. But you are quite sure in your own mind that the shots came from the rear of the President's car and above it; is that correct?
Mr. Hudson. Yes.