Luck is the only way to describe it. Our time in Iraq was 90% luck and 10% training, and we were lucky to have the training that we did. When bullets are snapping by your head it isn’t your training that keeps them from hitting you, it’s luck. When mortars are whistling in, it isn’t so much your training that keeps you from getting hit, but how lucky your are that it doesn’t land on you or next to you. Same thing with those rockets whistling over your head or landing 15 feet from you…..luck is all we can accredit it to. Also the damn IED's, they don't discriminate and you dont know when they are coming.

Nightmare One was lucky to have been a team with four of us that knew each other for ten years. We were lucky to have Bill who was extremely knowledgeable in all the new technology we had to use, and was fresh within the Marine Corps. He had to remind us what we forgot since we had been out of the loop for over five years. We were all lucky to be in a platoon with many-experienced Marine’s, which made up Nightmare Two, Three, Four, and the latecomer Five.

Nightmare One will be forever thankful to the Marines we served with and the opportunity we had. We will be standing by for the next time.
Please don’t forget all the Marines and troops still serving in harms way, support them as you have supported us. We thank you again for your support and we hope we can serve you again. Please check out our site and appreciate it for what it is, our own personal account of our experiences and remember we are only five of thousands who appreciate your support. Semper Fi !

–August 22, 2005