Thankfully we all had collisions turned off, as I came in to PASI the weather turned UGLY- 1/2 mile vis and no glideslope. Didn't see the traffic on the short runway, Taco was stuck in the mud at the threshhold, MM was taxiing on the runway shoulder, and Moses (I believe) simultaneously touching down at the opposite end. So I go high to avoid Taco, touch down just as I clip MM's wing, then pour on the brakes only to have another 727's nose appear and fill my windsceen at the end of the runway. By this time it's way too late for a go-around, so I ride my jet right into the bay @ 60 kts with reversers on, speedbrakes deployed and parking brakes set. The 10 seconds of panic made me forget about taking pics that surely would've appeared on the front pages of national newspapers.
Ohhhh, the carnage !!!