Donovan - Universal Soldier

Brings back memories. The year before I joined the Army, the year of Dr. Zhivago, The Umbrellas of Cherborg, my '65 Hi-Po Fastback with carpet saturated in bourbon, seconds from death, DUI, Karen Bersch, Bobby Lang my carpet layin' gift of gab friend with trashcan full of beer and ice in the backseat of his old Buick on Sundays, pints of bourbon from our local bootlegger every night at around 2AM because we needed just a little bit more, blood and guts in a bar, caving, PBR, shooting groundhogs with my '98 Mauser, deb parties, Cooperstown, Virginia Gentleman, seeing the local cops view us going by them at over 100MPH at the end of a 1/4 mile at night on a public road and doing nothing about it, ad infinitum.