Driving into Kabul

Driving into a fight, Sun Loc 1988- They were singing, absolutely delighted at the rumor that there was an ambush ahead. There wasn't. Like so many vehicles I can remember riding in in Afghanistan, there was a Kalashnikov rifle rocking violently back and forth as the vehicle bumped down unpaved track. Now pointing at my head and then away from me, now pointing at my head and then away from me, now pointing at my head and then away from me. Thank God AK safety mechanisms work well!