.....my task for the week as a young Sergeant, was to try and tow a M1 into one of our bays for repairs. Took me all week because of the ice. Our motorpool was solid ice and it took very careful planning of the route, lots of reverse and a metric crap ton of cuss words to finally work it into the bay. Any time that M! would catch the slightest slope while towing it, it would slide. Quite the rodeo. Of course, half of each day was spent getting the M88 with its air cooled twin turbo charged 1790ci V12 diesel warmed up enough to move the damn thing.
Which is oddly very similar to shooting an ungulate through the ribs.
