I remember it too. I never stopped there, but I knew other drivers that did. I remember one time I was coming out of Chicago on a Friday evening. I was driving either an F model Mack or a K100, I don't remember. I made my way through the worst of the traffic, finally got on 65 south, and south of rt. 30 figured I could finally make some good time and be home early Saturday morning...except there was this white Ford van in the left lane holding everything up. I was behind it in the left lane waiting for it to move over, but it never did. Another truck passed on the right and when he passed the van he told me to take a look and let him know if he saw what he thought he saw. Soon as I got a break I moved to the right lane, looked in the van, and there was a beautiful blond girl (really-she was!) wearing nothing but a yellow robe. She was turned around facing the passenger window, leaning back against the man that was driving. One foot in the seat, one in the floor.The robe was completely open in front. She got on the CB- might have been a walkie-talkie for all I know, I hadn't noticed an antenna- and said "sorry to hold you boys up, but I knew if we got over you wouldn't see anything." I thanked her and told her if she ever saw me up that way again to please hold me up again. Anyway, that's where she said they were headed,to Naked City. To this day it was the best seat cover shot i've ever seen.