It started out as a typical day- twelve hours at the wheel of a Yellow Cab in Chicago. I leased it for twenty-four hours, but I usually worked about twelve. I was getting tired and heading in the general direction of home. That was my system- once I reached my quota (about $150 or more), I would head toward home, but if someone flagged me down, I’d take the fare. But this night, I’d wind up doing a hit-and-run- and get away with it. Read the rest of this entry »
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As a longtime trucker myself, I’ve taken some heavy loads down some big hills, or so I thought. Like the very first time I ever went down Cabbage (westbound I-84 heading down into Pendleton, OR). With a gross weight of 80,000 pounds and no Jake Brake, I found myself in great peril, with the bottom of the hill still a long way off. Read the rest of this entry »
