A Truck Stop Resource
This site is made possible by donors and visitors like you. We thank you. We are a dedicated trailblazing truth-tribe based in Tucumcari at weight station #43. We live and breath the wide open road and seek justice for Ronnie who lost control of his Peterbuilt that foggy night in '84 and we all know it was the 5g and that damn vaccine that made him go crazy. No microchip for this crew big brother!
Channel 19 // Live From Exit 42
Ask about the regulars, the stories, or whatever is currently rattling around the fuel island. Dispatch has opinions. Accuracy is a separate department.
Lot Sighting // Exit 42
Nobody remembers exactly when Linda claimed the west row. At this point, asking feels less like research and more like trespassing. She keeps the spots, keeps the coffee, and apparently decides who gets to leave with their dignity intact.
Dispatch Log
Stories the regulars swore were true, or true enough to tell twice.
Three states, one blown alternator, and a lot lizard mascot costume that should never have left the trailer. Rhonda tells it different every time — the ending's the only part that never changes.
Six months of overnight radio flirting with a "trucker" who turned out to be dispatching from a Denny's booth in Tulsa. Velma's told this one so many times it's practically the lot's origin myth.
A boombox, a bucket, and a bet nobody remembers making. Miguel still has the trophy. Nobody else remembers there being a trophy.
Who's On The Lot
Every travel center has them — the regulars who become landmarks. Here's who's holding down Exit 42.