You come unexpectedly from a far away place, dragging behind you a blazing tail of fire. You're travelling at a zillion miles per hour, aimed at a random target. You're redhot, caused by all the friction between you and those who surround you. Altough you're doomed to burn out and/or crash (wichever comes first), you'll cause tremendous damage at impact. You're last thought will be a comforting and satisfying one: they all saw it coming but couldn't do a damn thing about it!

(Jacco Mokveld)