Truck day

Let’s start with the good: there’s a 5 ton military truck for sale in some random backwater, and an M715 for sale in my neck(ish) of the woods. Hooray for senseless but sexy trucks I could own.

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I spotted this near Charlotte Court House, VA. Yes, that’s really the name of the town.

And I linked to the M715 earlier. So much want. Although I just got a reply from the seller and there’s no power steering, so I’d have to figure out how much trouble that would take to add.

Now for the bad: holy hell, is US-60 through the George Washington National Forest scary, thanks to the commercial trucks, especially the logging trucks.

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See how twisty the road is where I’ve circled? Yeah, those trucks don’t slow down much.

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I had my windshield down briefly on 60, but after passing one logging truck at 100+mph (relative) I decided I wasn’t that brave.

But that wasn’t the end of my trucking woes today. One problem with no roof and no doors? You smell everything.

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I’d swear in a court of law that one truck was carrying multiple carcasses beneath some mulch. That was the most horrific smell, and I was stuck behind it for several miles. At first I wasn’t sure it was the truck, and then the driver had his turn signal on for a mile or two, so I thought the worst would soon be over. Turned out he was just teasing me.

Later I nearly lost my dinner when a tanker truck pulled up beside me. I have no idea what biological waste it was hauling, but we were at a red light for a few minutes and I was seriously contemplating my escape route. Just awful, nearly retched out of my (thankfully missing) door.

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Anyway, on a more pleasant note, some more trucks I spotted today.

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Ambulances count, right? Still not quite sure what that place does.

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