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I want to come see you and take the tour visit and bring you some hot sauce when you're in Fork Union.

...then there was that other guy on Ice Road Truckers that I called "the brown noser". I can't remember his name, but he was on the phone calling headquarters every time somebody else did something that didn't suit him. And he had turned a truck over himself.

Thanks Fred, I don't run 29 a whole lot anymore, just once in a while. Getting through all those 10,000 stop lights between Charlottesville and Ruckersville is a real pain in the butt with a heavy load. I used to stop to eat at that old truck stop that was on the right just north of Ruckersville sometimes, it's closed now, or maybe it's something else. Had a little tire shop out back. When I first saw those things off in the distance I thought it was a roller coaster!

I'm the old guy too, but I have my name on the front of my shirt.

P.L.Duncan Trucking, in Cumberland, Va. used to have an F model with a V12 in it. It was eventually wrecked and totaled in the crash. But they would go- A man from Buckingham had one in a cabover Peterbilt and had it leased to H.H.Moore Trucking. He pulled chips from Dillwyn to Covington with it, and i'd see his driver hook to a load of chips at the wood yard and take off down rt.15 and I remember thinking that I couldn't take off that fast bobtailing. I was driving an International with a VT903 at the time. Johnny Harris had a V12 Fmodel too. He told me the story of when he stopped at the truckstop in Berkley Springs, W.V. one night and got to talking with a couple of "large car" drivers. They were all going to the same area and decided to run across the turnpike together. When they went outside to leave one of the other drivers asked Johnny what he was driving. He pointed at the F model, with a load of green lumber behind it. So they asked him if he minded if they pulled out first so he wouldn't hold them up, because they were in a hurry.He said "not at all, go ahead". You had about 6 or 8 miles of 2 lane to run before you got to I-70. The other guys pulled out, Johnny followed them up rt.522 to 70, and the first big hill you get to he pulled into the left lane and smoked them both. He said by the time he got to the top of Town Hill Mountain he couldn't even hear them on the radio. And "Hard Rock" told me one time that they had several trucks hauling chips from Rupert,W.V. to Covington, from the yard Burns hauls from. He said it got so cold up there one night that every single truck except one froze up and cut off during the night, even with them idled up. The only one that kept running had a 318 Detroit in it. On the other hand, the old saying "it'll pass anything but a fuel stop" was pretty much true about those V12 Detroits. That's all the Detroit Diesel stories for today,........ unless I think of another one.

Thanks Mike, I did not know that, and have often wondered exactly where Camp David was.

Here's some pictures from last week that I didn't post, because nobody wants to see that stuff...anyhow, ...fish frying in the pan, with the hush puppy batter ready to go next- Clouds across the road- I wanted some country style ribs to cook last week but they didn't have any at the store, so I picked up some spareribs that were in the "reduced" bin. Slightly green looking, but- hey, I haven't felt too good lately...anyway, they had country style ribs in Food Lion the next day and Jobyna said "hey, let's get some of these!" I said "we just had ribs yesterday, i'm not getting more ribs today!" A little while later, they were on the grill. I par-boiled them first in Miller High Life beer, with garlic powder, salt, and pepper. Then I put them on the grill and smothered them with Bone Sucking Sauce when they were almost done. I got what I wanted too though, the skinless-boneless chicken thighs- they're "the cat's ass" as Larry Wales used to say, or "the bomb" as Jo would say. I marinated them for a couple hours in...I forgot the name of it, some store bought marinade... before I grilled them, and they were delicious. After plattering, ready to take it inside- Then, after cooking stuff I eventually had to get back to work, because like most of us I like to eat and have electricity, a phone, and other things that cost money. I saw this dawg on a four wheeler when I left Sunday- Then I saw these old trucks in the field- Saw this structure off in the distance just north of Ruckersville, Va. Upon further investigation on Google Earth, it's a highway traffic safety something there, where they do crash tests on various vehicles. The next day, coming down rt. 15 in Maryland, I saw a sign advertising Keystone beer for $15.99 for a 30 pack. Then I saw this beautiful golden statue- When I left going to Fairview, Pa. I saw a big Mack truck, a Chevrolet, and a short bus at Art Reed's place in Montvale, Va. Saw this great looking tuna salad sammich at the little fuel stop on I-90 just before I got to the Fairview exit. I told Bulldogman that this was my motivation for getting all the way up there. I don't know who Teresa is but she sure makes a good sammich. I parked beside this truck...looks like it had been there a while. Snow removal equipment- Carter Lumber in Fairview. I had to wait until they pushed the lot before I got unloaded. They did a nice job! I need to turn between these two buildings, so they left a stack of lumber and the plow truck there to make it more difficult. I went all the way down to the end and circled around to get out. Rt. 98, south of Fairview. Corn in the field, near New Castle, Pa.

Thanks Paul, Timothy, and Ed, yep, "been there- done that" a couple of times, not a pleasant experience. I probably should have toughed it out today, feel pretty good now, but it was a different story this morning.

Long post there...thank you Brocky, thank you very much, I certainly do appreciate everyone's concern. Oh, I saw this girl in Winfall on the way home. She wanted me to help her look for a quarter she lost in the back of her van, but I told her I didn't feel too good.

I had a sore place on my gum a couple of weeks ago. Actually, it was way up above my gums, about even with the bottom of my nose and over to the right a little ways. So when I got back from Louisville that Monday I got an appointment with the dentist Tuesday. He looked at it, took an x-ray, said the tooth under the big knot had to go, wrote me a prescription for some antibiotics, charged me $87. I made another appointment to get the tooth pulled last Thursday. Then I went to Chester W.V. with a van load and brought another load of skidded coils back and dropped them at the yard. They have to unload them at the shop and reload them on a flatbed so they can unload them in Lynchburg. They didn't have anything last Monday, so I sat at home smoking cigarettes and watching Captain Kangaroo. I called in Tuesday and still had nothing. They called Wednesday and said "we got you a load of pipes going up to somewhere around Lancaster, Pa. with a return load in Wellsville, Pa. going to Prince George,Va." So I said "that's too bad, I'm going to have this tooth extracted tomorrow." So that's what I did. It was the next tooth past my eye tooth, before the molar. I've had molars pulled before because my wisdom teeth were pushing against them, and I didn't want to have the wisdom teeth taken out because they're in there upside down, sideways, and everything else- the dentist didn't want to go after them either. The molars didn't hurt near as bad as the one I had pulled Thursday. He gave me two shots, one in the gum and the other on the inside, up in the roof of my mouth. He said "this one's gonna hurt", and it did. He gave the novocaine a few minutes to work and then came back in and started to pull the tooth, slow and easy like. He stopped and said "you ok?" I said "ummm-hmmmm". Meanwhile I was about to pull the armrests off the chair, and I could feel a tear drop rolling down my right cheek. He finally got it out, and showed it to me. He said it had an extra root that most teeth didn't have, and he worked it out slow and easy so he wouldn't break the roots off, because that would have been a real problem. Then he renewed the antibiotic prescription for another week, wrote one for pain medicine, and charged me $120. So, Sunday I took off for someplace just south of Harrisburg, Pa. on 83 with a load of pipes, then picked up a load of aluminum logs in Wellsville, took them to Prince George, unloaded Monday night, picked up lumber in Moneta Tuesday going to Fairview, Pa. and unloaded there yesterday morning. I picked up a single 44,000lb. coil in Farrell,Pa. going to Salem,Va. Got down to Troutville, Va. last night and went to bed, feeling fine. Then I woke up about 2am this morning sweating like a pig- and the truck was off and it was 35 degrees. So I sat there until a little after 3, feeling like crap. Finally I said "i'm going to the house- if i'm going to get sick i'd rather do it there." So that's what I did, went to Concord and got in the pickup and went home. Todd came in right after I got there, around 4am. I told him the situation and he said "you did the right thing, go on home". I feel better now, but nowhere near 100%. I drank 2 cups of coffee this morning with no ill affects, but haven't eaten anything since last night, and don't want anything.

I got a new computer a while back Bob, I haven't had it long enough to #*@! it up too bad yet.

Something doesn't look right...doesn't look like a B67 hood...HELLLLLLLP, Superdog, where are you?

My friend called back yesterday, he didn't know anything first hand because he didn't have it on his truck. He did say that he had heard good things about it and he would like to give it a try if he had the extra money.

Several years ago....no, probably like 15 to 20 years ago now, there was a big dumpster about half way up Long Mountain on rt. 60. It wasn't a roll-off, it was permanent type dumpster and a trash truck with a knuckle boom loader on it would stop by about once a week or so and empty the dumpster contents onto the truck. The grapple on the knuckle boom knocked the end off of an oxygen tank that was in the dumpster. It had enough pressure in it to fly up and knock the operator off the truck, broke his leg, hurt him pretty bad as I recall. The ''how' and the ''why'' the tank was in the dumpster in the first place remains a mystery.

Pittsburgh Power has some good products, and they seem to know what they're talking about. A good friend of mine runs a Pittsburgh Power Box on a 475 Cat and loves it, he hauls lumber from the family sawmill to upstate New York and New Jersey. He's usually over gross on weight and says it makes his W900L KW a pleasure to drive. I don't know if he has the FASS or not, but i'll ask him. I knew another guy that rebuilt his own engine with Pittsburgh Power parts. It was a 315 Cummins originally, in a W900 daycab. He used to haul pulp wood to Covington with us. None of our company trucks with 500hp. N14s could keep up with him on the mountain. He was an excellent mechanic, I always said he could put a Cummins engine together in the dark, but I don't know if he had the FASS system either and he's no longer with us to ask.

I'd like to run team team up with this-

They had a lot of pictures of Richard Petty's 43jr. car when he was drag racing for a short while, should have saved some of them to post. here's a link- https://www.facebook.com/OldPhotosOfCarolinasDragstrips

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Since apparently I had nothing better to do while waiting for headquarters to call me back, I surfed the interweb today- I saw these on a site called Old Photos of Carolina's Dragstrips. Pretty neat pictures here...and they had hundreds thousands more. Pulling truck- Car hauler- Stone, Woods, and Cook mobile.

I wouldn't have sirius xm if I weren't driving most of the time, but it's worth it for the entertainment on the road. I should cancel the one in the pickup, don't use it enough to justify having it, just haven't done it.

Yeah, or one of those giant anaconda's that Florida is full of!

You're right about the feet Vlad- If your feets are warm it's not too bad being outside, whether you're working, hunting, or playing- but if they're cold you're cold all over and it's just miserable.

I remember the last time it was out in the snow...didn't work out too good!

I sent you a bottle of hot sauce a couple years ago, I was worried that that was what put you out of service.