I know about Minnesota skeeters. Used to go up there to Camp (now Fort) Ripley. I remember one time we were out in the field, playing war games. The skeeters were so bad that some guys from a tank company "buttoned up" (closed all the hatches and stuff) to get away from them.

Didn't work. The skeeters just drove their stickers right through that tank and flew away with it. As they left one was heard to say, "Just like lobster -- you gotta break away the shell to get to the good stuff."