From the First, there was a violent pitch forward. The canopy filed with the brown scenery of the ground below, leaving the blue sky behind. "Oh, God, what happened, " echoed in my ears as my backseater, unaware of why the collision had occurred, struggled to maintain control of our aircraft. I slammed myself back into the seat, locked the shoulder harness, and prepared for impact and certain death. Every warning horn blared, robbing us of even one silent moment. The impact was tremendous.