A former Little Rock Hasher named Emon McHaney was at the wheel of his stylish convertible, and Rock was perfectly content and at ease in the passenger seat up front until they reached the top of an incline, high up above the Arkansas River Valley near Altus in the western part of Arkansas.
They began to descend and within seconds it was obvious to them that the road was far too steep. The car dropped into the air at least a thousand feet above farmland below, and McHaney and Rock fell from it and were in a free fall they could not possibly survive.
"Shit, we're not going to make it," Rock said.
"Yep, no doubt. This is it for us," McHaney said.
But as they approached the ground, Rock felt as though they had begun to decelerate. He suddenly thought they might live. They landed simultaneously, feet first. Rock felt intense pressure from above, as if someone were pressing on him, but it seemed at least potentially survivable.
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