In this picture, Will, Papa John, my dad, and Uncle Po were all cleaning fish. It was pretty gross, but at the same time, it was also kind of interesting. I found that there are some really nasty jelly-looking things inside a salmon (and it wasn't salmon eggs). Anyway, Will is just about to launch a piece of salmon guts at my mom, who took this picture. The piece of fish became a projectile as it flew towards my mom because it traveled both vertically and horizontally, acted upon by gravity. At its peak, the fish had a vertical velocity of 0 m/s. I would never want to have fish guts thrown at me, but I have to admit, the look on my mom's face was priceless :)