On a summer night in 1980, a kid riding in a station wagon across the Great Plains picked up the mike of a CB radio.
"Breaker 1-9. Anyone out there got your ears on?"
Silence as twilit fields flashed past, until a trucker's voice sang over the CB.
"I'm hauling 25,000 pounds of pure gold."
Just like that, the man and his bounty barrelled up behind the station wagon.
"I'm heading home," the trucker said, "and you're between me and my lady."
He shifted to the fast lane and blew on by.