CLEVELAND CUSHION

The M60 is a huge machine gun. It's definitely heavy duty. It has quite a kick. We took turns in two person teams firing these at old tanks and trucks out in a field. The Army doesn't like to waste an opportunity, or an old truck. I jumped into my foxhole with this huge black guy who looked like he could squash Cleveland with one blow of his fist. He said I could go first because he had something in his eye. I started to fire and there I was, instantly pinned up against this huge chest and I didn't even know his name. We used some tracer rounds so we could see if we actually hit something. I hit the truck, I don't mean to brag, but my sister and I used to throw Pepsi bottles at the side of the barn to rile up the bumble bees so we could pick them off with a .22. It was fun. My cushion asked me to shoot for him. He said he still couldn't see. The drill sergeant never caught on to the switch.