Convoy Radio Chatter (Pygmalion)

This is a CB radio conversation between a group of truck drivers traveling together in a convoy.

Convoy Leader (Big Dog) is keeping everyone organized, making sure they stay in formation and maintain safe distances.

Roadrunner reports that the road ahead is clear, with no police presence ("smokeys").

Iron Horse warns about strong crosswinds affecting their rigs.

Tater Tot is getting hungry and suggests stopping at a truck stop soon.

Big Dog reminds everyone to check fuel levels before making a decision.

Grease Monkey hears a possible mechanical issue (a turbo whine) from one of the trucks, which turns out to be Iron Horse’s.

Roadrunner spots a reckless driver ("four-wheeler") cutting through traffic, and Big Dog advises everyone to hold their lane and stay safe.

Tater Tot complains about how regular drivers don’t respect truckers on the road.

Grease Monkey jokes that reckless drivers must have a "death wish."

Iron Horse wraps it up, signaling they should stay focused on making good time.

If you do want to try and flirt with 1 of the drivers, just know that every other driver on the radios will here it.

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Convoy Leader (Big Dog): "Alright, boys, let’s keep it tight. We got a good roll goin’. Stay two truck lengths apart. Over."

Driver 2 (Roadrunner): "Copy that, Big Dog. Road’s lookin’ clear up ahead, no smokeys in sight. Over."

Driver 3 (Iron Horse): "Ten-four. Got a bit of a crosswind pushin’ from the west, so keep ‘er steady. Over."

Driver 4 (Tater Tot): "Anybody else gettin’ hungry? I say we pull off at mile marker 126, grab some grub. Over."

Big Dog: "We’ll check on fuel levels at the next rest stop. Tater Tot, you always thinkin’ with your stomach. Over."

Driver 5 (Grease Monkey): "Hey, anyone else hearin’ that? Sounds like someone’s got a turbo whine actin’ up. Over."

Iron Horse: "Might be my rig. She’s been singin’ a bit when I climb. I’ll check it when we stop. Over."

Roadrunner: "Heads up, got a four-wheeler ridin’ a little reckless in the left lane. Keep your eyes peeled. Over."

Big Dog: "Copy that, Roadrunner. Everybody, hold your lane. Let that fool do his thing. Over."

Tater Tot: "Man, why they always gotta cut off a convoy? Ain’t they got any sense? Over."

Grease Monkey: "Nope, just a death wish. Anyway, let’s keep it cool. Over."

Iron Horse: "Ten-four, boys. Let’s make some miles. Over and out."

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