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...photographers admit to following the Mercedes aboard motorcycles, scooters and cars. But they all claim to have fallen far behind when driver Henri Paul accelerated in the final straightaway. (At his estimated speed of 70 to 90 m.p.h., Paul was covering between 102 ft. and 132 ft. per sec.) One close-range witness of the accident said a motorcycle following the Mercedes slowed down, passed the wrecked car, then accelerated and continued on its way. Police have yet to determine just how close the paparazzi were to the Mercedes in the final moments, but they now doubt that...
...like Post-it notes, an idea so impeccable it's hard to imagine that it once didn't exist. Some 3,500 intrepid souls bought $1.6 million in stock via the Spring Street Website; 18 months and numerous SEC consultations later, Klein hopes that by year's end 100,000 customers will each have invested around $16,000--a total of $16 billion--in Wit Capital...
Your illustration of the Mars Sojourner vehicle, "Bargain-Basement Rover" [SPACE, July 14], included a description I got a kick out of. You noted that the vehicle's radio modem "sends signals only at a sluggish 9,600 bits per sec." I was working at the Space Technology Labs in 1957, when we sent our first satellite to the moon. With a 5W transmitter, we were able to receive data at only 1 bit per sec. by the time we got to the moon. The incoming data were so slow that we were decoding them...
...analysts call in to their best clients as the earnings date draws near. Last April, Intel reported a doubling in earnings and beat the printed estimates by 6%. The stock fell because the whisper number was higher. Stinks, doesn't it? And don't expect the SEC to help with Wall Street's little games. It's watching; so far that's all. But patience can be an effective counterpunch. In the long run, stocks track earnings growth, no matter who's breathing what in whose...
When Pathfinder was closer than seven miles above the Martian hardscrabble and two minutes from landing, a 40-ft. parachute opened. Less than 1,000 ft. up, a swaddling of shock-absorbing airbags inflated. Immediately after that, a cluster of retrorockets fired for a quick 2-sec. burst, applying a final brake. The almost comically balloonlike ship then struck the surface at about 22 m.p.h., bounced as high as 50 ft. and finally came to rest somewhere in the 4.6 billion-year-old dust...