My hand slipped, sending my homemade hang-glider into a spin. It just didn't register that that was my blood spattered all over the struts. I didn't realize yet that I had been shot.
Not until the second bullet smacked into my shoulder. That one I felt! My whole arm went limp and I was suddenly blind with pain. I was fighting to get the glider's nose up… a tricky task with one hand, even when you're not about to black-out from shock.
The next thing I knew, I was lying face-down in the river. What the heck happened to 'simple'?