Hello and welcome to Car Talk from National Public Radio with us Click and Clack the Tappertaput Brothers,

and we're broadcasting this week from the ahead of one's time department here at Caratalk Plaza.

Now, it turns out that once again, while we thought my brother was just another moron,

we found out that he was just way ahead of his time.

And we're going to need some background.

You'll have to tell us the story, the original incident. All right. And when it all happened? The original incident. What was the year? It was way back. It was another millennium. Yeah. I had just graduated from college. Many, many decades ago. Many, many decades ago. In the galaxy far away. And I was obliged by the laws of this country at the time to perform some kind of military duty,

which involved either volunteering to go into the army for like years or to go into what was

called the Army Reserve, which may still exist.

What do I know?

And that required that you go to six months of real active duty with the real guys who...

The push-ups and all that stuff.

The guys who were in for two or three or four or 20 years, you're right?

So there I am.

I go to this place, which is

completely foreign to me. I mean, this is not my style. You don't sit around drinking

compicino when you're in basic training. So we go through all the business. We run, we jog,

everyone pukes every day, we eat in the mess hall, we do all this stuff. One of the parts of the operation

that really troubled me was we had to fire rifles. Ooh, I mean, what? Come on, what is that? The worst

part, however, was every time you shot the gun, you had to clean it. We took the thing apart, put it back together.

I learned how to do that.

Right.

So one night, we're doing night maneuvers, and we go out in the dock, and we go to the firing range,

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