He looked into the rearview mirror. Behind his truck sat a trailer draped in a heavy black tarp, chained down so tightly the metal groaned. He hadn't picked this job. He hadn't even started the engine.
A crackle came over the CB radio. "You're late, Elias. The cargo won't wait for the sun." File: Euro.Truck.Simulator.2.v1.46.1.0s.zip ...
He shifted into gear. The floorboards of his apartment vibrated with the roar of a thousand horsepower. As he pulled onto the asphalt, the walls of his room didn't disappear; they simply stretched, the ceiling becoming the vast, dark expanse of the autobahn. He looked into the rearview mirror