 And I remember wondering what happened to the driver, who was a friend of ours, which I found out later he died. But I saw that sitting there, and it all started to come in a little bit. We made it to the main intersection where the tanks were. And I remember the surreal feeling where the tanks were just shooting down the street at Billings. And it was the first time I'd ever seen a tank shoot at all, you know, in a real environment like that. And I'm trying to smack the drivers on the head, little Pakistani drivers, like, hey, thanks. And they're all hunkered down. Nobody wanted anything to do with it. I was just happy we were out of there, at least halfway out of there.