In basic, we were shipped, at times, in cattle cars. Our one act of defiance, since the Drills didn't ride in them, was to bust out the Sharpie, and rep your hometown by scrawling THE radio station on the walls of the car. Blank Rocks Austin, Blank, the Soul of Philly, etc. Vandalism, for sure, but oddly comforting to see that somebody from your home went through Hell, too. Welcome to the FTF cattlecar. Rep your city and the best radio station.