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...idea what they would find behind it. In the wake of the accident, officials feared the lab would be filled with waving wires, glass debris and even globules of blood collected from the crew for medical tests. But when Vinogradov popped his head inside and peered around with a flashlight, he found that the place looked surprisingly undisturbed. The darkened instrument panels were covered with a layer of sparkly frost, and a cloud of white crystals floated about like fireflies. These were thought to be the remains of a bottle of shampoo that had ruptured in the vacuum...
...will squeeze into Spektr to look for the cables from its solar panels so they can be reconnected to the Mir power system. But it will be a hunt in the dark, with the only light coming from a miner's type lamp on Solovyev's helmet and a flashlight held by Vinogradov in the airlock behind...
...first told of the repair scheme, his silence echoed around the world. "Incredible," he finally muttered. Tsibliyev and Lazutkin groused more openly before assenting to a four-hour "internal" space walk in the frigid, airless and possibly contaminated lab. As one stands by, the other will enter with a flashlight to look for the right wires, moving gingerly in the tight quarters to avoid ripping his bulky space suit. Then they will reseal Spektr with a new hatch fitted with cable ports on either side to complete the electrical circuits to Mir. Foale, meanwhile, will be waiting in a Soyuz...
...darkness and into the mud. "These guys were still hot," she recalls. She did a pulse check. Nothing. And then she looked at her hands: they were covered in blood. A few yards away was shattered glass, but the car did not appear to have hit anything. Taking a flashlight, she focused a beam on the corpses and was almost overcome at the sight of the head wounds. She turned to the police and told them the two men had been shot. Clayton put her hands in her pockets. "I was a nervous wreck," she says. "I felt like...
...change his design, he said it would have been "useless" to try. "Frankly, given his reputation, I didn't trust whatever he'd answer anyway." Jackson's flamboyant attorney, Fred Furth, a towering figure who strolled the courtroom corridors chewing on an unlit cigar the size of a flashlight, constantly jabbed at Gallo's "jug wine" reputation and drew a rebuke from the judge when he derided Gallo as the company whose wines "fry people's brains." Furth is in the business too: he owns the widely acclaimed Chalk Hill Winery...