I didn't want to pull the trigger on this target

As many of you have read, I love to pass SOB's. I find great sport in it for some twisted reason. I see one up ahead and the gun is loaded and cocked. I set my sight and it becomes a game to pass. This Sunday I had a hard time with the SOB I came across just North of York Pa.

I saw this and was smitten. She was just tooling along at 55mph in the right hand lane.

The odd thing was that I slowed down too and for about five miles I just rode side by side admiring the ribbed aluminum sides and the tremendous roar of the diesel engine. This girl has some charm that captivated me like I have never experienced before.

The driver gave me the best thumbs up I ever received. The air horn was a nice touch too.

Really hated to beat it on up the road, but home was calling and 55 was too slow for Anna and I.