Convoys

Consider the source.

They wonder where the bad image comes from.

 

Neither do you....You've only been driving for 15 years!

The surest way to get stopped in the "old days" was to run in a big group (convoy) The cops would watch for groups of trucks running together and listen to them run their mouths on the CB and then just move in and choose the one they wanted to stop!

I always avoided the whole "convoy" thing like the plague and chose rather to run alone and keep quiet about whatever I was doing.

It all ended a long time before the 90's...

They've been governing trucks for decades!
It used to be done with gears and we would get around it to an extent with a big button and a handful of shims in a Cummins and a screwdriver on a Cat or a Detroit.
We'd just turn up the RPM a little bit (or a lot) and go like hell!

I used to carry an assortment of buttons and shims and for a small fee I would break the seal and set you up to run faster and have a little more power.
Sometimes you broke rocker arms and/or bent a pushrod if you didn't know how to use a little self discipline.
If you had too big a button in it and ran with your foot in it all the time you could get it hot enough on a pull to "suck a sleeve" or some other wonderful thing like that and then you'd be either paying to fix your truck if you owned it or explaining what happened to your boss if it was a company ride.

It has always been that way....

 

Quite evident some of these super truckers don't remember when the national speed limit was 55 mph.

 

Was that way for quite a period.

 

It was hard on the pump too

 

I love to see COE'S on the interstate, kinda like eyecandy to me, they look awesome.

 

Till ya' have to live with them day and night!

 

Not if you keep a good distance between you and the other rigs, its not.

Tailgaters should be shot on sight, car or truck. Might as well be a drunk, IMO.

 

Same thing with the younger set in cars. They cant do 65, much less 55 MPH. I routinely see commuters on open stretches of freeway pushing 85-90 MPH between overpasses, where the cops are hiding. Its crazy out there.

 

Yeah, if you like having your back beat up by having your butt right over the front axle, or hitting your head on the roof if you like to ride high.

Oh and I really liked those short shift levers they built into the engine cowel right near the dashboard. That way when the stuff got loose you could skin your knuckles on the dashboard screws.

Sure made shifting "easy" when they had all those u-joints and splines to make all that crap go all the way back to the tranny, especially when they got old and loose. Yeah, those were the days of high adventure, for sure.

Don't even get me started on how the heat from the motor cover would boil you like an egg in the summer heat with no AC.

Hope I NEVER set foot in a cab-over tractor again!