Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

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Solomon's Orbit Illustrated by Schoenherr "Comrades," said the senior technician, "notice the clear view of North America. From here we watch everything rivers, towns, almost the people. And see, our upper lens shows the dark spot of a meteor in space. Comrades, the meteor gets larger. It is going to in Solomon's front yard and the three accounted for. What of the third? Quietly a cavalcade formed, converged so they could watch all machine. Comrades ... it is going two civilians went to Solomon's to—Ah ... the picture is gone." gone as Solomon heard the noise by a capitalistic plot. Motion pictures clearly showed an American "Hello," said Solomon to the "No, Mr. Solomon, we're not our efforts to probe mysteries "Sure, come in," Solomon replied. Confusion was also undermining of space." heavens. At Mount Palomar the busy 200-inch telescope was photographing a strange new object, but plates returned from the Solomon told the truth. He had no explosives, couldn't weld, didn't laboratory caused astronomers to explode angrily. In full glory, the photograph showed a tiny image of What were you doing last night? not have to open the office, Solomon led the three men into his of other newfound objects permission, they began searching like a hungry hound trailing a fat rabbit. Solomon's eyes, blinking in the glare of early morning this time with three little "What they want?" he wondered. fired for playing practical jokes on kid with chicken pox, as dozens of spotty yellow windows marked midnight meetings of the nation's greatest minds. The military denied back of Solomon's yard. There, row. "Solomon, come here a moment," he shouted. Solomon Solomon's lead. When he weeks. How many did you have?" left," Solomon eagerly replied, hoping at last he'd a customer for "Who bought the others?" the "No one," quavered Solomon, Fortunately, at the approximate times both pilots claimed sighting unknown objects, radar at Los terror gripping his throat with a degrees ... vector 66 ... rising—" Nine and quavered Solomon. So this is what Four Seven , Nine Solomon told the civilians of and matching vacuum in intake manifolds Four . So well spread were had laid four lines over so he'd used scrap manifolds to call Solomon's Orbit had its beginning Solomon, who couldn't remember rather fast. They let Solomon get clean denims and his razor. Then a tin shed decorated like a Christmas tree with hundreds of hub caps dangling fence of Solomon's yard, so they'll cause no attention while protecting what Solomon happily agreed was and sellers alike, that he is Solomon's they'll have to wait until Solomon known as Solomon's "Classics." The bright sun had Solomon's Where's Solomon now? Newspaper tiny eyes burrowed under a shaggy brow which, added to an Einstein-like shock of white hair, gave him the appearance of a professor on sabbatical. Eyes closed, Solomon was fondling favorite memories, tractors and followed wheat across central plains of the United States. now call Solomon's Orbit, Happiness faded as the reverie was broken by spraying gravel signaling "There's Uncle Solomon, Dad," satellite. The Russians? We're told they're a classic Uncle Solomon would how to control vacuum and pressure from the manifolds. Solomon didn't tell many people about the shingles he uses for control panels, voice. As Solomon opened his eyes, and the Russians think control matches a newspaper reporter found what he's got," replied a man's Solomon's junk yard. chair, Solomon stood awaiting approach "Mr Solomon, Georgie here the two popped into reality. Heaving himself out of the sports car the short cuts." Without waiting for a reply, Solomon started, head bent, white hair blowing through guided tour of Solomon's yard than a short cut. "Yes, sir, here they are," announced Solomon over his pass, between a couple of Ford Tudors. Three pair of eyes, one young, one old, the other tired, were faced by two rows of hulks, proud in the Solomon's for a last brave stand. No matter what beauties they were to Solomon's prejudiced eyes missing fenders, rusted body panels, broken wheels and rotted woodwork bespoke the utter impossibility of restoration. "See, Dad, aren't they great?" American scientific study of the Dad restored it. Solomon's office, his footsteps were echoed by those of a crestfallen boy. Solomon, a figure of lonely dejection in the gloom overshadowing his That night, to take his mind off worrisome old cars, Solomon began moon shots, rockets and astronauts, which started Solomon to thinking shooting at the moon. This thing called an ion engine, which creates a force field to move satellites, do it easier with one of my old engines, I bet." As Solomon told the people in Washington several months later, he was only resting his eyes, thinking an ancient car. This first development figured there was an easier way to only affected two photographers before Solomon had a chance to at Mount Palomar. They were was brought to life by Solomon almost hidden behind the huge cars to an almost completely stripped wreck holding only a Solomon had the engine waving world years ago. They were Solomon backed his Moreland out Solomon stopped for a minute Scanning the yard he thought of would do the trick. At his age, running was a senseless activity, but walking faster than usual, Solomon took a direct returns. touched the hub cap. Solomon with his heavy boots to make sure they shot rockets and was taking Solomon's old eyes as what blood pressure there was rose a point or two with happy thoughts. If his idea worked, he would be free of wagon, to watch the engine, Solomon eliminate slack. As it tightened, he cord. Tired legs failed and Solomon through the air to clang against back, struggling to rise, Solomon whirlwind had come through the Deep in the woods behind Solomon's crows. Eyes high, they scanned branches and horizons for game. "Look, there goes one," the younger cried as a large dark object majestically rose into the sky and clouds. "Yup, maybe so," said the other. "But it's flying too high for us." "I must be a silly old man," Solomon thought, scanning the cleared was nothing there, and as Solomon Heart heavy with belief in the temporary foolishness of age, Solomon went to the hub cap, glittering the sun where it lit after bouncing before Solomon realized he'd not That night was a whirlwind of excitement for Solomon. He had night, and he'd be rid of it. All he to. Solomon couldn't help but were losing rockets and space lost in the clouds without hurting anything." "Sure, Son, let's go in and see shingles because Solomon figured hub caps just to get rid of his pretty big, so Solomon waited until matches helped collect the shingle cords as he crouched behind the match in the other so he could watch the Essex. Solomon tightened jerk all shingles at the same time, swish of midsummer air flowing through ancient curves of four Fullerton, Solomon busied himself usable parts. Each weekday night—Solomon went silently heavenward with the aid of Solomon's unique combination of engine vacuum and exhaust Solomon scrambled two eggs, enjoyed manuals and let himself out the back door. City lights, reflected in low clouds, brightened the way Solomon kitchen matches were needed to handsome in the warmth of a moonless summer night. With a faint "God Bless You," Solomon pulled the shingles and watched If you'd been able to see it all, you'd have worried. The full circle of radar and communications crews Four Solomon reached his back door. out and covers under his bristly a chicken ranch, Solomon's threats of intrusion failed to materialize. The sun was barely up when the

<question>:
What did the matches help Solomon with?

<options>:
A Combustion
B Flight
C Control
D Vision

<answer>:

D