MOLALO EDWARD NELUSHI
I was actually the passenger in the police van that was driven by the late Constable Jacob Mabaso.  We were conveying members who just went off duty from Meadowlands to Orlando, and on our way back we took the road that led us to the Soweto freeway which was at the intersection between Diepkloof and Orlando.
	Just on the intersection we were forced to stop by a robot that turned red and a couple of seconds after we stopped there actually I personally heard a sound, sort of a banging thing at the back and I tried to look out of the window, only to find - actually when I looked out of the window I saw these guys who were like firing towards our van.  I didn't know what exactly was going on, but I remember I screamed for Jacob and I just said, "Jakes", and I tried to pull out my firearm but I was struck by the first bullet on my shoulder, on my right shoulder and my hand went limp.  And I went down between the dashboard and the seat just in the passage into the car trying to duck the bullets that were like showering at us.  I was shot several times while lying inside the car until I lost consciousness, and I only woke up I think after the car hit the railings on the other side of the road, because we were standing in the robot and apparently when Jakes was shot he lost control of the vehicle and it was in some kind of a steep slope.  So, the vehicle went down until it hit the railings on the other side of the road.  And that's when I woke up.  	When I woke up I looked at Jakes who was then sitting in the driver's seat and I tried to call him, but unfortunately my voice didn't come out and at that point in time his head went like down like this and I think he was gone.  I tried to get up and I realised that my whole body was sort of stiff, I couldn't move.  The only part of my body that I could move then was my left hand, and with my left hand I pulled the door and when I pulled the door all the glasses from the bullet that broke the glasses, all the glasses like fell on me and my whole weight went to the left side of my body and I was like - I actually fell to the ground from the car.  	On the ground I realised that my gun was actually in my right hand, but the trigger gun had hanged in my small finger.  That was the time when I tried to pull out my gun, it only landed up in my left finger and I couldn't move my hands, I couldn't move anything except for my left hand and I tried to scream but my voice didn't come out.  
	I realised that I was shot, but at the stage I didn't even know where was I hit because I had blood all over from the top of my head down to my legs.  I lied on the ground for several minutes which I can't remember how long exactly, and in a while someone came.  I didn't know who the person was.  That person came very close to me and I thought he was like one of those guys and he was just going to shoot me and kill me, because maybe he realised I was still alive.  And the person came to me.  He pulled out my right hand which had my gun in it and he took my gun and he pulled - I had on a jersey, he pulled my jersey and put the gun under my jersey and covered it.  Then he untied my boots and he pulled off my boots and untied my field dress trouser as it was like tied and he took off I think socks, if I remember well.  Then he lied me on my back on the ground.  He was talking, but I couldn't make out what he was saying because I was like almost half dead and in a while I opened my eyes and realised that there was a car standing, I think it was an ambulance because I heard the little sound of this ambulance, the sirens.  I was put into that car and that was the last time I was conscious at the scene of crime.