Re: Have you ever made trouble with your radio ??
Posted: December 21st, 2023, 10:19 pm
Windwalker, your first post reminded me of something that happened to me back in '97 when I was commuting between Chitcago ("The 'T' is Silent!") and the suburbs, going to school in the city. I drove a 1982 Jeep, basically a tiny barn on wheels. It had an AM/FM/CB in the dash, and used a duplexer to the factory radio antenna, so thieves couldn't tell I had a CB by a tell-tale fancy whip.
I was coming home from classes one afternoon, struggling against a headwind. I decided to take advantage of the draft behind one of the many semis going north on 94, and tucked myself right up behind him with a hair's breadth of gap between us. I was able to back way off on the pedal as his draft basically sucked me along for the ride.
I was listening to 19, as usual, and heard a comment from one of the other drivers that the fellow behind whom I was drafting had a 'funny looking little extra trailer.' The driver commented that he had seen me come up and disappear, and figured what I must have been doing. Therefore, I was covering my brake when he decided to brake-check me; if I hadn't had my ears on, I would have ate his dock bumper for lunch.
As it was, when he braked, so did I, and was barely put out of place. I picked up my mic and said, "All you had to do is ask; I don't see how I'm hurting you being back here." Surprised the hell out of them, because as I said, there was no outward evidence of my having a radio. We were getting close to my exit, so I told them to drive another 10 miles so they could afford a cup of coffee, and off the highway I went.
I was coming home from classes one afternoon, struggling against a headwind. I decided to take advantage of the draft behind one of the many semis going north on 94, and tucked myself right up behind him with a hair's breadth of gap between us. I was able to back way off on the pedal as his draft basically sucked me along for the ride.
I was listening to 19, as usual, and heard a comment from one of the other drivers that the fellow behind whom I was drafting had a 'funny looking little extra trailer.' The driver commented that he had seen me come up and disappear, and figured what I must have been doing. Therefore, I was covering my brake when he decided to brake-check me; if I hadn't had my ears on, I would have ate his dock bumper for lunch.
As it was, when he braked, so did I, and was barely put out of place. I picked up my mic and said, "All you had to do is ask; I don't see how I'm hurting you being back here." Surprised the hell out of them, because as I said, there was no outward evidence of my having a radio. We were getting close to my exit, so I told them to drive another 10 miles so they could afford a cup of coffee, and off the highway I went.