Thundercloud told me that when I got back the next morning he would meet me at Jane’s house. It would be better for me if I were to turn myself in to him.
It was about a four and a half hour trip back to Ft. Polk and so I decided to leave around midnight. I said goodbye to everyone and headed out.
After driving for a little while, I heard a metal clinking sound on the road underneath the car and at the same time realized I had no way to shift gears. It was as if the gear shift was detached from the gears.
I turned off the engine and coasted into a parking lot. As I looked underneath the car I could see a rod dangling that was once held in place by some sort of bolt or pin. Crap! How was I going to get back now?
Why was this happening? I finally decided to turn myself in and my car breaks. I could not go back or continue on. It was like someone or something was trying to stop me from doing the right thing.
I was not a mechanic and I didn’t have enough money to hire one. I thought maybe some wire or something like that could hold it together. No stores were open at this hour though.
Then I remembered that for some reason, I had a firing pin from an M-16 machine gun in my glove box. It’s a small metal rod that hits the part of a bullet making it fire once the trigger is pulled. Somehow I randomly had an extra one. I don’t even remember how it got there.
Firing Pin M-16
Sliding under the car and placing the two separated pieces of metal together, I pushed the pin into the hole and it was a perfect fit. Once back in the car and after getting it started, I took off.
As soon as the car was shifted into fifth gear, I heard a familiar metal clinking sound on the road. The firing pin fell out! Once again, I could not shift or slow down without stalling the car.
So for the next four hours, I drove without stopping. Going through every stop sign and stop light, never slowing down. I made it through Shreveport which was the only major city I had to worry about. The rest of the trip was all back road driving.
I almost forgot about the gun! I couldn’t turn myself in with that on me. And what if I got pulled over for blowing through stop signs and lights?
So I reached under the seat and pulled out the gun. I removed the bullets and threw them out the window. A little further down the road, I chucked the pistol out the window as hard as I could.
Miraculously, I was never seen by a cop or faced with having to stop for another driver. It was a straight shot back to Leesville. I stopped the car in front of Jane’s house and I never drove it again.
Letting myself in, I changed into my uniform and called to let Thundercloud know that I made it. Jane and a couple of others who were there, waited to say goodbye.
When Thundercloud came to get me, he told me he was glad that I turned myself in, but he had some bad news.