I bicycled hardcore for many years, clocking 200-250mi per week. Drafting
trucks was a way of life. Then I had an attitude adjusting experience when
an empty Alpha Beta truck I'd been drafting at about 55 mph, slammed on the
brakes for a red light. Lucky for me I saw the light turn yellow and had
just enough time to plant one hand firmly on the back of his truck and tried
my hardest to keep from loosing the bike from under me while the back of his
truck bounced around. At one point I thought my front wheel had actually
touched the truck. I shook like a leaf on the side of the road for at least
an hour. I don't think I ever drafted or tailgated again. It isn't worth
your life. (Vanagon content below)

-Steven Dodson
Kneeland, CA
"Inga" the 87 Syncro (Vanagon)