American Truck Simulator
We’re driving down a long, remote desert road in the dead of night. There’s no other traffic and we can’t see anything except the glow of the headlights and the cracked, dusty asphalt ahead. Our attention drifts. In the Air Tonight by Phil Collins plays on the radio. Suddenly, something appears directly in front of us. A shape on the road.
We panic, heart racing. Is it a car? An animal? We slam on the brakes and skid to a lurching halt. Then we see it. A tumbleweed rolling lazily across the road in front of
