Good Boy
John. It looks like us two older blokes are going to dominate the last two
weekly puzzles. Ha.
As Mum
used to say! Atta boy John. Heh.
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By looking
into the mans eyes. He saw that the mans pupils were constricted which would
mean that they had been exposed to light. If he had been wearing
sunglasses then his pupils would have been dilated to allow more light into the
retina. This told him that the man had not been wearing sunglasses when he
died. He concluded that he was dead before the accident. Someone had killed him
and faked the accident. John
At 11:53 PM 03/18/2003, Scott MacLean wrote:
This week's puzzler:
Thered been an
accident on the upper Canyon Road. A middle-aged driver in a European
sports car evidently lost control in the early morning hours and plunged a
hundred feet to his death.
Even though he wore a seatbelt and the airbag had obviously deployed, neither
could have prevented the broken neck that ended his life. The police
detective called to the scene began to study the evidence. He slowly
removed the dead mans sunglasses, admiring them and thinking to himself how
nice it would be to own a fancy pair of designer glasses like these.
He put them on and looked at himself in the drivers side view mirror.
"Nice, but not my prescription," he thought. He removed them
and carefully placed them on the dashboard. He stared at the dead mans
face. He obviously hadnt shaved that morning. He noticed the deep
impression those sunglasses had made on the bridge of his nose, the obvious
result of the tremendous force created by the exploding airbag. He stared
intently into the dead mans blue green eyes and thought how peaceful he looked
and how his relaxed countenance belied the obvious terror of his last few
moments on Earth. He slowly rose from his uncomfortable crouching
position. He summoned one of the officers to the scene dust for prints.
This was a homicide.
The question is, how did he know it was a homicide?
Last week's puzzler:
Jerry had worked lots of summers and he finally accumulated enough
money to buy himself a brand-new 1968 Volkswagen Beetle.
It was a dark and stormy September night when Jerry and his college roommate
pulled the brand-new Beetle out of the dealership parking lot in Chicago, on
their way to college at the University of Wisconsin, in Madison.
Since the Beetle was brand-new and hadn't been broken in, they decided to drive
the shiny bug on the back roads of Wisconsin, so as not to exceed the break-in
speed.
The roads they chose were muddy and rutted, and it was really quite an
adventure. They ran out of gas and they had a blowout -- as you might expect.
Searching for the spare, they found it under the hood where the engine should
have been. Without reading the instruction manual they carefully replaced
the bad tire with the spare and then put the blown tire where the spare had
been.
They continued on their muddy route looking for a service station where they
could get the flat tire repaired. Low and behold, a few miles down the
road, they come across "Helmut's German Car Repair." An oasis
of European automotive expertise in rural Wisconsin.
No sooner had they pulled into the station, carefully navigating through the
mud-splattered windshield, than out popped Helmut who immediately said to the
driver, "Youre here to get ze tire fixed, eh?"
How did Helmut know they had a flat tire?
Last week's puzzler answer:
Don't forget, in those days there was no such thing as this
undersized little spare tire that many cars have today. All the tires were
exactly the same.
In fact the spare was exactly the same make and size and everything, and Helmut
had never seen them before. And he probably would admit he was taking a guess.
He made the guess based on the fact that the windshield washer in the
Volkswagen of that era operated on the tire pressure of the spare tire.
If the tire pressure dropped down enough, then the washer would stop working,
and saving enough air in the spare so you could use it as such. But if you had
a flat and you had no air whatsoever, you would have no windshield washer...and
thus a mud splattered windshield.