I was a passenger in a Prius on Rt. 495 when the Moby Dick of trucks passed us. I was smitten. It was filled with mattresses, I think. But, on the outside it made the rest of us feel small and dorky. It didn’t help that I couldn’t get to sleep last night. Tossed. Turned. No beauty rest except on the highway.
Here are some other trucks I love.
