“Had to run. Jeep stuck. Ditched the (rifle.) Went on foot, heading southwest to stream under (Interstate) 84.”
Diary entry (13 September 2014), as quoted in "‘Literally hunting humans’: Eric Frein, sniper who killed Pa. trooper, sentenced to death" https://www.washingtonpost.com/news/morning-mix/wp/2017/04/27/murder-in-his-heart-eric-frein-sniper-killer-of-pa-trooper-sentenced-to-death/?utm_term=.1fa45b04fbf7 (27 April 2017), by Fred Barbash, The Washington Post <br class="br">Diary (September 2014)
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