You don’t have to ride on a treacherous, unlit cow path from the north-side of Boston to
Lexington as the King’s Regulars attempt a surprise attack on the Sons of Liberty.
You don’t have to board a frigate, sail for weeks across the Atlantic
and then sack a city in Tripoli to rescue your imprisoned countrymen.
You don’t have to kill a British soldier in a desperate, hand-to-hand struggle
after leaping out of a boat on the beach at York during the War of 1812.
h/t The Doktor