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When i was driving from South Carolina to AZ i would draft behind my parent's U-Haul most of the way. I was getting great gas savings - they would fill that u-haul up twice before i filled my Toyota corolla up once. Often times I'm sure i was less than a foot from them. They would call back on the hand held CB we had and ask "Did we lose you? we can't see you anywhere"
i don't have the nerves for that any more.
Big-Rigs will call back to a rig behind them and say "Can you help me wipe my ass?" then the rear simi will start drafting YOU and see how you like it, effectively crunching you until you move.
I suppose that what i'm trying to say is that I used to draft. these days I'm smarter.
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