The carts.
They're using carts to move their wounded and the supplies.
The carts came to me in my dream. I couldn't figure it out.
Then I remembered. . . that nightmare in the snow. The agonizing retreat from Moscow.
How cold it was.
They threw the wounded and what was left of the supplies in the carts.
Napoleon was finished."
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This is the first time I have ever seen white walls on tractor tires. Gonna make a call to my local implement. Gonna gussy up my fleet.