Mr. Liebeler. About waist high?
Mrs. Whitworth. And I couldn't have went inside unless I had turned and walked back around and that's as far as I got—was the cash register.
Mr. Liebeler. Could you see the car from where you were standing?
Mrs. Whitworth. I could have.
Mr. Liebeler. Did you actually see it drive east down Irving Boulevard against the traffic?
Mrs. Whitworth. I wouldn't say that I did see it drive east—I don't believe—we talked about it.
Mr. Liebeler. Who did?
Mrs. Whitworth. Well, I might have made a statement one time about that, but right now, I wouldn't say he did. There's too many cars that drove up there that did go the wrong way, but I would say it was a blue and white car and I have always said that it was a Ford or Plymouth—it was something with fins on it.
Mr. Liebeler. You say we discussed it—what do you mean by that—who is "we"?
Mrs. Whitworth. Mrs. Hunter and I, you know, now as far as going back down the wrong way on that street—I wouldn't swear that the man did and I don't think that I ever made the statement that he drove off, because I don't know that he did.