_Wendt, went, when it went, Wendt went straight into the damn glass
wall._
Tricky going for Wendt, but this man used to be crack pilot. Nerves of
steel--all that. Slambang into window-wall, crrr-aaa-ck, and slam on
brake, and _there you are_....
He climbed out and walked into the living room, feeling fine.