I grew up around trucks, learned to drive in my step-dad's '76 Pete cabover. Drove quite a number of large trucks in the military, did some OTR and local driving in my civilian jobs outside the reserves.
Learned alot. It's a hard, hard life sometimes, doing OTR. Definitely not for everybody.
But the one thing that made it bearable was starting that engine every morning, and feeling the power at your fingertips, the way that whole rig just rumbled with it.
When the truck was in full stride, cruising down the freeway...man, it's kind of hard to explain the flow of power from that rig..like a freaking locomotive with it's sense of mass and energy.
It was a very addictive feeling, at least for me.
"Every girl wants to be swept off her feet. It's when you put them in the trunk that they start to freak out."