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Remembering a Giant: Uncle Bill by Robert Lyman

Slim should be remembered as the greatest British general of World War Two.

Even the most sketchily educated Briton today will nevertheless recognise in the murky depths of their consciousness the name of that great British general of World War Two, Montgomery of Alamein.  To an older generation perhaps another name resonates equally and perhaps more strongly, the name of a man Montgomery airily dismissed as a mere ‘sepoy general’, and yet someone whose military legacy has arguably outlasted even that of the great ‘Monty’ himself.

That the name of Field Marshal William Slim is remembered by only a few old soldiers and interested military buffs today is a tragedy of enormous proportions, when one assesses in the great weighing scales of history his contribution to Britain’s success in the Second World War and his more longer lasting contribution to the art and science of war as a whole.

The war in the Far East is easy to forget, given that it took place far from home and in the shadow of the titanic struggle against Nazism in Europe. Yet the war against Japan in Burma, India and China was no less titanic, as two competing empires collided violently, with profound implications for the future of the post-war global order, not just in the Pacific but also for the whole of Britain’s creaking empire.  Slim played a significant part in the whole story.

Slim was, first and foremost, a born leader of soldiers.  It would be inconceivable to think of Monty as ‘Uncle Bernard’, but it was to ‘Uncle Bill’ that soldiers in Burma, from the dark days of 1942 and 1943, through to the great victories over the Japanese in 1944 and 1945, put their confidence and trust.

He inspired confidence because he instinctively knew that the strength of an army lies not in its equipment or its officers, but in the training and morale of its soldiers.  Everything he did as a commander was designed to equip his men for the trials of battle, and their interests were always at the forefront of his plans.

He knew them because he was one of them, and had experienced their bitterest trials.  Brigadier Bernard Fergusson (later Earl Ballantrae and Governor General of New Zealand), believed that Slim was unlike any other British higher commander to emerge in the Second World War, ‘the only one at the highest level in that war that… by his own example inspired and restored its self-respect and confidence to an army in whose defeat he had shared.’

Not for him the aristocratic or privileged middle class upbringing of some many of his peers, but an early life of industrial Birmingham, relieved only by the opportunities presented for advancement by the upheavals of the First World War.  The 100 day 1000 mile retreat from Burma to India in 1942, the longest in the long history of the British Army was, whilst a bitter humiliation, nevertheless not a rout, in large part because Slim was put in command of the fighting troops.

He managed the withdrawal through dust bowl, jungle and mountain alike so deftly that the Japanese, though undoubtedly victorious, were utterly exhausted and unable to mount offensive operations into India for a further year.  In time Slim was given the opportunity no British soldier has been given since the days of Wellington: the chance to train an army from scratch and single-handedly mould it into something of his own making, an army of extraordinary spirit and power against which nothing could stand.

By 1945 Slim’s 14th Army, at 500,000 men the largest ever assembled by Britain, had decisively and successively defeated two formidable Japanese armies, the first in Assam in India in 1944 and the second on the banks of the great Irrawaddy along the infamous ‘Road to Mandalay’ in Burma in 1945.

Slim’s victories in 1944 and 1945 were profound, and yet were quickly forgotten by a Britain focused principally on the defeat of Germany, and by a United States gradually pushing back the barriers of Japanese militaristic imperialism in the Pacific.  In late 1943 the 14th Army had begun to call itself the ‘Forgotten Army’, because of the apparent lack of interest back home of their exertions.

Sadly, from the time of the last climactic battles and the dash to seize Rangoon in May 1945 Slim’s achievements as the leader of this great army have equally been forgotten, although not of course by those who served under him who were all, as Mountbatten declared, ‘his devoted slaves’, nor indeed by their children and grandchildren who together make the Burma Star Association the only old soldiers’ association that actually continues to grow, rather than diminish.

What were these achievements?  In terms of his contribution to Allied strategy in Burma and India between 1942 and 1945 they were threefold.  First, he prevented, by his dogged command of the withdrawal from Burma the invasion of India proper in 1942 by a Japanese Army exulting in its omnipotence after the collapse of the rest of East Asia and the Pacific rim.

Second, he removed forever any further Japanese ambitions to invade India proper by his destruction of Mutaguchi’s legions in the Naga Hills around Kohima and the Manipur Plain around Imphal in the spring and early summer of 1944, and in so doing he decisively shattered the myth of Japanese invincibility that had for so long crippled the Allied cause.

Third, despite the prognostications of many, and subtly influencing Mountbatten to conform to his own strategy, Slim drove his armoured, foot and mule-borne and air-transported troops deep into Burma in late 1944 and 1945, across two of the world’s mightiest rivers, to outwit and outfight the 250,000 strong Burma Area Army of General Kimura and in so doing engineer the complete collapse of Japanese hegemony in Burma.

Given the pattern of British misfortune in 1942 and in 1943 it is not fanciful to argue that without Slim neither the safety of India (in 1942 as well as in 1944), nor the recovery of Burma in 1945, would ever have been possible.  Slim’s leadership and drive came to dominate the 14 Army to such a degree that it became, in Jack Master’s phrase, ‘an extension of his own personality.’

Slim’s achievements need also to be examined from a more personal, professional perspective.  That he was able to defend India’s eastern borders from imminent doom, and crush both Mutaguchi and Kimura in the gigantic and decisive struggles of 1944 and 1945 was due to his qualities as a military thinker and as a leader of men.

Slim was a master of intelligent soldiering.  That a man becomes one of the most senior officer of his generation is not always evidence per se that he has mastered this most fundamental of requirements: in Slim’s case it was.

His approach to the building up of the fighting power of an army – from a situation of profound defeat and in the face of crippling resource constraints – is a model that deserves far greater attention today than it has received in the past.  It was an approach built on the twin platforms of rigorous training and development of each individual’s will to win, through a deeply thought-out programme of support designed to meet the physical, intellectual and spiritual needs of each fighting man.

Slim’s description of General Sir George Giffard, his superior for a time, can equally be applied to himself:  Giffard’s great strength, Slim commented, lay in his grasp of ‘the fundamentals of war – that soldiers must be trained before they can fight, fed before they can march, and relieved before they are worn out.’

Second, Slim was a remarkable coalition commander.  The Army that defeated the might of the Japanese in both India and Burma during 1944 and 1945 was a thoroughly imperial one, seventy-five percent Indian, Gurkha and African.  Even in the British Empire of the time it was not self-evident that a British officer would secure the commitment of the various diverse nationalities he commanded: indeed, many did not. 

In his study of military command the psychiatrist Norman Dixon considered Slim’s quite obvious ability to join many of these diverse national groups to fight together in a single cause to be nothing less than remarkable, and the antithesis of the norm.

That he did so at a time of social and political unrest in India with the anti-colonial ‘Quit India’ campaign, and in the face of some early desertions to the Japanese-sponsored Indian National Army under Subhas Chandra Bose, makes his achievements even the more remarkable.  The British soldier was also suspicious of officers of the Indian Army, but Slim succeeded effortlessly in winning them over, too.

He ‘was the only Indian Army general of my acquaintance that ever got himself across to British troops’ recalled Fergusson.  ‘Monosyllables do not usually carry a cadence; but to thousands of British troops, as well as to Indians and to his own beloved Gurkhas, there will always be a special magic in the words “Bill Slim.”

But in addition to his success in defeating the Japanese in 1944 and 1945, and in building up 14 Army to become a formidable fighting machine, Slim’s most abiding legacy was his approach to war, which at the time was singularly different to that adopted elsewhere during the war, either by Monty in Africa and North West Europe or Alexander in Italy.

Slim’s pre-eminent concern was to defeat the Japanese army facing him in Burma, not merely to recover territory, and he determined to do this through the complete dominance of the Japanese strategic plan.  Training his troops relentlessly through monsoon, mountain and jungle, joining the command and operation of his land and air forces together, so that they served a single object, and delegating command to the lowest levels possible, Slim created an army of a power and fighting spirit rarely ever encountered in the history books.

In 1944 he allowed Mutaguchi’s 100,000 strong 15 Army to extend itself deep into India, there to be met by a ruthlessly determined 4 Corps, supplied by air and attacking at every opportunity the tenuous Japanese lines of communication back to the Chindwin.  It was high risk, and more than one senior officer in Delhi and London despaired of success.

Slim, however, knew otherwise, and in the process of the climatic battles of Imphal and Kohima he succeeded in shattering the cohesion of a whole Japanese army and destroying its will to fight, a situation as yet unheard of for a fully formed Japanese army in the field.  There were a number of close calls, and Slim was always the first to admit to his mistakes, but his steady nerve never failed. He moulded the Japanese offensive to suit his own plans, and step-by-step, he decisively broke it in the hills of eastern Assam and the Imphal plain.

Many commanders would then have sat on their laurels.  Not so Slim.  He was convinced that real victory against the Japanese required an aggressive pursuit, not just to the Chindwin but into the heart of Burma itself.  Single-handedly he worked to put in place all the ingredients of a bold offensive to seize Mandalay at a time when every inclination in London and Washington was to seek an amphibious solution to the problem of Burma and thus avoid the entanglements of a land offensive.

Slim believed, however, that it could be done.  Virtually alone he drove his plans forward, winning agreement and acceptance to his ideas as he went, particularly with Mountbatten, the Supreme Allied Commander in the Far East, and went on to execute in Burma in 1945 one of the most brilliant expositions of the strategic art that warfare has ever seen.

He did this in the face of difficulties of every sort and degree.  Employing his abundant strategic initiative to the full, he succeeded in outwitting and destroying an even larger army under General Kimura along the Irrawaddy between Meiktila and Mandalay in the spring of 1945, Kimura himself describing Slim’s operation as the ‘masterstroke of allied strategy’.  In both these operations Slim prefigured the doctrine of ‘manoeuvre warfare’.

Although Slim would not have recognised the term, his exercise of command in 14 Army indicates clearly that he espoused all of the fundamental characteristics.  The modern British Army defines it as ‘the means of concentrating force to achieve surprise, psychological shock, physical momentum and moral dominance… At the operational level, manoeuvre involves more than just movement; it requires an attitude of mind which seeks to do nothing less than unhinge the entire basis of the enemy’s operational plan.’

It argues that the extreme military virtue does not lie, as Monty practised, in the direct confrontation of the enemy mass, in an attempt to erode his strength to the point where he no longer has the physical wherewithal to continue the contest, but rather in the subtlety of the “indirect approach”, where the enemy’s weaknesses rather than his strengths are exploited, and his mental strengths and, in particular his will to win are undermined without the necessity of a mass-on-mass confrontation of the type that characterised so much of Allied operations on both the Western and Eastern Fronts in Europe during the Second World War.   Slim’s exercise of command in Burma makes him not merely a fine example of a ‘manoeuvrist’ commander but in actuality the template for modern manoeuvrist command.

‘Slim’s revitalisation of the Army had proved him to be a general of administrative genius’ argues the historian Duncan Anderson: ‘his conduct of the Burma retreat, the first and second Arakan, and Imphal-Kohima, had shown him to be a brilliant defensive general; and now, the Mandalay-Meiktila operation had placed him in the same class as Guderian, Manstein and Patton as an offensive commander.’

Mountbatten claimed that despite the reputation of others, such as the renowned self-publicist, Montgomery of Alamein, it was Slim who should rightly be regarded as the greatest British general of the Second World War.  Slim’s failing was to deprecate any form of self-publicity believing, perhaps naively, that the sound of victory had a music all of its own.  The ‘spin doctors’ of our own political generation have sadly taught us something Monty knew instinctively and exploited to his own advantage, namely that if you don’t blow your own trumpet no one else will.

The final word should be left to one who served under him. ‘“Bill” Slim was to us, averred Antony Brett-James, ‘a homely sort of general: on his jaw was carved the resolution of an army, in his stern eyes and tight mouth reside all the determination and unremitting courage of a great force.

His manner held much of the bulldog, gruff and to the point, believing in every one of us, and as proud of the “Forgotten Army” as we were.  I believe that his name will descend into history as a badge of honour as great as that of the “Old Contemptibles.”  Sadly, Slim’s name and achievements have not done what Brett-James hoped, and it is now the responsibility of a new generation to understand and appreciate his achievements.’

Robert Lyman’s A War of Empires will be published by Osprey in November 2021.

————————————————————————————–Lord William Slim in the House of Lords London UK

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Today’s Tommy: The Standard Manufacturing G4S .22 LR Tactical Plinker Robert Jordan by Robert Jordan

The Standard Manufacturing G4S Tommy Gun

I was in my mid-20s the first time I picked one up and started emptying stick and drum magazines in full-auto. It was amazing. To be honest, the gun was a little too long for me. I also found it to be considerably heavier than most of the carbines I was accustomed to shooting.

But the feel of the polished wood, the balance, and the amazing lack of recoil won me over instantly. Guns like this aren’t simply mass-produced, injection-molded hunks of plastic. They are the products of craftsmen, and both their beauty and utility stand the test of time.

New Tommy Take

Standard Manufacturing in New Britain, Connecticut, knows a thing or two about American craftsmanship. They were inspired by the look and feel of the old Tommy Gun of yesteryear, but they wanted to create a modern gun.

First, they dropped the caliber down to .22 LR to make it affordable and fun to shoot. Next, they kept the price down by foregoing the classic, polished wood stock and grip. However, they kept the milled receiver and metal magazines and designed the gun with some serious heft, just like the original.

The Standard Manufacturing G4S.
(Photo by Alex Landeen)

The forend needed a little updating because these days we like to add red-dot sightslightslasersbipods, and all kinds of accouterments to make it more fun. Likewise, the stock was based on the collapsible M4-style stock. Finally, it was given a thumbhole-style grip and a slotted charging handle on top.

The G4S has a vertical safety lever that also locks the bolt to the rear in the top position. Click it down one position, and it releases the bolt to go forward but keeps the gun on “safe.” Click it down to the bottom position, and it is on “fire.”

This is a lot different from the original Thompson, which had a rotating safety that had to go 180 degrees forward to go to “fire.” It had a second rotating selector switch to go from semi to fully automatic fire.

Also, the original Thompson fired from an open bolt, so when the trigger was pulled, the bolt slid forward, loaded a round, and fired it. Because the G4S fires from a closed bolt, it is nice to have a way to lock the bolt to the rear for cleaning, checking if it is safe and empty, and clearing malfunctions.

Getting Better with Age

Why doesn’t the G4S fire from an open bolt? Open bolt systems are used primarily in sub-machine guns that fire fully automatic. These guns get hot a lot faster than semi-automatic guns. So, holding the bolt open allows airflow so the barrel and chamber can cool faster.

However, because the guns are firing literally as the bolt is slamming into place, they tend to be less accurate. Is this a problem? Not really. If you are using a shoulder-fired weapon on full-auto, you are either at pretty close range, or you are wasting ammo.

The advantage of a closed-bolt system like the G4S is it has increased accuracy and less chance of external fouling from dirt and debris falling into the chamber.

The magazine release on the G4S is also radically different from the traditional Thompson. It sits in the same place on the left side of the receiver above the trigger, but instead of being spring-loaded and pushed upward to release the mag, it swings down 90 degrees to “lock” the magazine into place.

To change the magazine, you swing it back up and pull the magazine out of the side horizontally. The old Tommy Gun stick mags slid up from the bottom in the way we think is normal today. The drum mags slid in horizontally from the left side. On the G4S, both the stick and drum magazines slide in horizontally from the left side.

Both stick and drum magazines work great while helping maintain the gun’s classic look.
(Photo by Alex Landeen)

They have two offset aluminum tabs that slide into slots in the receiver before the magazine catch is rotated down to lock it in place. It takes a little getting used to, and it is not fast.

My solution: Forego the 10-round stick magazines, load up the 50-round drums and keep plinking away. Both styles of magazines are easy to load.

Letting Loose

The G4S turned out to be as fun to shoot as the traditional Thompson. My one overriding complaint is this .22 was made for adults. Now, I stand a solid 5-foot, 6-inches with my lifts and a stiff, cold breeze blowing up my skirt.

When I collapsed the stock all the way, the gun fit me pretty well. But as I moved the six-position, collapsible stock out, it became obvious that this gun was made for the Paul Bunyans and Amazons of the world. The G4S was not made for Hobbits. The traditional Thompson fits me exactly the same.

Shooting it felt great. I forgot to bring a vertical foregrip to attach to the forend, but it feels like it was made for one. It also feels like it should be shot from the hip as often as possible, perhaps while sneering, “Keep the change, you filthy animal!” A fedora is a must. I draw the line at a three-piece suit, but personal mileage may vary.

The author tests accuracy, shooting the Standard Manufacturing G4S from a bench rest.
(Photo by Alex Landeen)

Before I started my plinking session that ran through most of the .22 ammo I hoarded over the last three years, I began with an accuracy test. I mounted an EOTech Vudu SR-1 1-6x scope on top.

This has recently become my favorite tactical scope because of its unique ability of its first-focal-plane reticle. That allows it to function well as a red dot at low power and then have its mid-dot reticle bloom into view for hold-overs and windage when magnified.

I shoot a lot of different scopes, and it stands head and shoulders above the normal 1-4x or 1-6x tactical scopes. It is a bit too much scope for a .22, but I like to give every gun the benefit of the doubt and see how it does with really good glass mounted on it.

The G4S Handled All Ammo Nicely

Ammunition for the accuracy test ranged from normal, cheap plinking ammo to top-of-the-line, almost competition grade. It all functioned great in the gun. I tested it at 25 yards, which is typically pretty far for a .22, but I have taken plenty of rabbits at this distance, so I thought it seemed fair.

The author ran various rounds through the Tommy Gun in varying qualities.
(Photo by Alex Landeen)

I really liked the trigger and how short of a reset it had. The iron sights seemed a bit crude, so I was happy I used a good scope for accuracy. The last round does not hold the bolt open, but that is a common complaint for a lot of .22s. This isn’t a tactical gun, so feeling the gun go “click” instead of “bang” is merely a mild inconvenience.

Other than that, the Standard Manufacturing G4S embodies the very soul of why we love to go to the range, the train tracks, the old pond, the woods, or wherever your happy place for plinking may be. It is one of those guns that make you smile. Likewise, it is the perfect .22 to share with a friend or your dad as you burn through a brick of .22s and create memories of what makes America great. It is a step back to a classic era but with a modern twist.

Using the 50-round drum magazine means one thing—your trigger time won’t be interrupted anytime soon.
(Photo by Alex Landeen)

By the way, my wife, kids, and I have a three-day camping trip planned two weeks from now. The Standard Manufacturing G4S, a bunch of aluminum cans, and a whole lot of cheap .22 shells will be our main entertainment. I will be making awesome family memories that will outlive me. There is no place I would rather be.

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DriveTanks.com Is Like Disneyland, But with Tanks by Will Dabbs, MD

DriveTanks.com Is Like Disneyland, But with Tanks

 

Jason and I each sat alone in the bleachers during seventh-grade gym class, a pair of skinny, forlorn children new to the school and caught hopelessly within the pitiless throes of puberty. We were the chemical formula for awkward. Of roughly the same size and build, we were frequently mistaken for brothers in subsequent years. A chance comment overheard that day sparked a conversation that orbited around Sherman tanks. For we were hopeless nerds who built plastic models and still played army when American society condoned such.

To turn a biblical metaphor, ours is a David and Jonathan friendship. We helped raise each other’s children and in the subsequent decades embarked on countless projects together, legal and otherwise. For example, our largest trebuchet sported a 12-foot throwing arm. It’s a miracle we survived.

When Jason’s dad grew grievously ill, we logged two days in the workshop building the great man’s casket. My friend stretched out on the floor of the shop so we could get the dimensions right. We laughed, cried and basked in the bonds of Christian brotherhood more deeply than might be imagined.

When I got an email inquiring whether I might be willing to trek to western Texas to drive and shoot a real Sherman tank, my next phone call was naturally to my best friend.

Texas Thunder

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The Ox Ranch lodge offers high-end accommodations for guests.

There’s actually a place in America where normal guys can drive and shoot real tanks. Naturally, it’s in Texas, oriented within the legendary Ox Ranch, about two hours west of San Antonio. Our first impressions of DriveTanks.com were thoroughly surreal.

We pulled off the rural county road expecting armored vehicles and gunnery ranges only to be greeted by a meandering herd of giraffes. Delving deeper into the bowels of the place, we passed buffalo, wildebeests, zebras, ostriches, kangaroos and some prehistoric-looking bovines called watusi. These simply gigantic pseudo-cows sport horns the size of a Winnebago.

The Ox Ranch is 18,000 acres of pure, unfiltered paradise. A working game preserve and exotic hunting facility, the Ox Ranch hosts well-heeled hunters from throughout the world. DriveTanks.com shares the space and partakes of the same superlative amenities. The food grows on the ranch. The ranch’s world-class cooking staff prepares the meals and everything sports the highest levels of refinement and creature comforts. Imagine the Ritz-Carlton displaced to the African savanna along with a sprinkling of vintage armored vehicles. Now you have a decent mental image of the place.

After checking in at the palatial hunting lodge and signing the obligatory legal paperwork, we reported to the nearby tank barn. Screw Disneyworld, brothers. DriveTanks.com is where dreams really come true.

A Living Museum

The tanks are massive, imposing beasts crammed side by side into several contiguous maintenance buildings, but an M4A2E8 Sherman tank identical to the one used in the Brad Pitt movie “Fury” greets you upon arrival. Unlike Pitt’s tank, this one has fully functional weapons. In fact, all of the guns large and small are live.

A vintage camouflaged Waffen SS Sd.Kfz. 251 armored halftrack sits alongside the Sherman. Beyond the tracked Kettenkrad, the 25mm Pateau cannon and the only operational German Pak 40 75mm anti-tank gun in the country is the World War II-veteran Russian T34. The actual uniform and equipment worn by the Gordo character in Fury adorn a mannequin in the corner, and a uniformed reproduction of German Tiger ace Michael Wittmann keeps an eye on things.

An impressive array of belt-fed machine guns splays out in a semicircle from one wall, and an extensive collection of vintage and modern long guns and submachine guns is stacked along another. The rest of the walls are festooned with military artifacts recovered from battlefields across the globe. A fully stocked bar liberally decorated with period military ordnance and memorabilia overlooks the place.

The facility could pass for a well-equipped military museum. There is one notable exception: There are no ropes keeping you off of the stuff. Like sugar- fueled toddlers, Jason and I crawled up, around and through everything in the expansive collection, chattering feverishly with each new discovery. The unabridged English lexicon lacks the superlatives to adequately describe the awesomeness of this place.

The notion that percolates within the thinking man’s viscera when settling into these war machines, each the alpha predator of its respective age, is that this would be a simply horrible place to die. For all the machines’ power and ferocious, palpable capacity for chaos, the men locked within these 40-ton engines of combat were essentially entombed. In the hands of the greatest generation, this 1944-era Sherman. for example, wrested the world from the diabolical clutches of the Nazis with their formidable Panthers and Tigers.

Driving A Sherman

At the DriveTanks.com facility, you can drive a Sherman tank through rugged terrain on your way to the live-fire range, where it’s time to use the behemoth’s weapons.

It falls to me to attempt—vainly, no doubt—to paint a word picture of what DriveTanks.com’s extensive facility was like. Hate me if you must, but I got paid to do this. Never let it be said that I’m unwilling to suffer for my art.

The experience was nothing like what I expected. Shermans weigh 80,000 pounds, so the immutable dicta of physics are most overtly at play behind the mass of these vintage machines. Even at 73 years old, the thing feels indestructible. The tank’s original twin Detroit diesels leap to life sequentially with the push of a button. I had to stand on the clutch to hold it in place, and the gearshift is floppy, like that of a 1930s-era roadster. Trading the clutch for gas is not unlike any manual transmission on a modern automobile, but the mass of the beast means you have to shift quickly lest the tank slow down unduly.

 

The Sherman steers via differential braking, so with the steering levers in the default position (fully forward), it goes where it is pointed. To turn, you torque back on the appropriate lever to slow the track on that side of the turn. Any serious maneuver requires both hands and some considerable effort, and the tank has a surprisingly wide turning radius.

The tank course would do Disney proud. You bypass a blown-out bridge before pitching into a steep riverbed and clanking up a shallow river. Simulated artillery fire spices up the ride. This particular course then takes you up a rise in the face of machine gun fire from a concrete pillbox before reaching the live-fire range.

The high-velocity 76mm gun throws a 14-pound steel projectile at about 2,500 feet per second. That’s like shooting a 98,000-grain bullet with the same velocity as an AK-47. You fire the gun via a lanyard from outside the turret so you can fully enjoy the downrange effects. The muzzle blast is adequate to clear your sinuses and, if care is not exercised, remove your glasses. Our shot destroyed an unfortunate Toyota before irrevocably burying itself within the ample backstop. Jason and I laughed until our faces hurt.

Making Memories At DriveTanks.com

drivetanks mid firing

You can glimpse the tools of war in many antiseptic museums. By contrast, a trip to DriveTanks.com puts you in the same seat doing the same things those awesome old guys did when they spanked the Nazis and subsequently saved the world. DriveTanks.com is the only place where you can drive vintage armored vehicles while also exercising their massive weapons systems. The sounds, vibrations and smells of these classic war machines inevitably strikes a visceral chord.

The experience isn’t cheap, but it’s an incredible value. You would spend more at an Orlando theme park and leave with half the memories. The day before we arrived, a 12-year-old child took the 84,000-pound Leopard around the course. Since the guns fire from fixed mounts, even children can run them safely. Imagine how that young man answered the question, “So what did you do over spring break, Timmy?”

I have traveled the world, parachuted out of airplanes in pitch darkness, flown combat helicopters, delivered 60 babies and saved more than a few lives. But I had never done anything like this. The experience at DriveTanks.com did not just entertain my best friend and me—it genuinely expanded our horizons and enriched an already incalculably rich friendship. Save your pennies, schedule some time off work and go let these guys show you around their tanks. This is something every real man should do at least once.

For more information, visit the DriveTanks website.

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Happy Monday!

Now get to work as somebody has to pay for my Teachers Pension! Grumpy