The presidential motorcade moved slowly through the streets of Dealey Plaza, careful to allow spectators a full view of the president and his wife. Mrs. Kennedy, who looked stunning in an all pink dress, admired her husband as he greeted the massive crowd, blowing kisses and waving to everyone he could. As the motorcade approached Elm Street, the crowd went wild with applause which, in turn, drowned out the sound of the first shot. Crack! The presidents hands flew to his neck. Crack! He slumped over, critically wounded and losing consciousness. Crack! His skull and brains spewed across the motorcade, instantly finalizing the assassination. The confused crowd watched as the motorcade sped away and disappeared onto the Stemmons Freeway. John…