Falcon thought he recognized the tractor as a Nordkapp-Conestoga Bergen. With five huge, selfpowered trailers in tow, it formed a massive, concatenated convoy almost a hundred meters from bumper to bumper. It was probably going at about a hundred-twenty klicks per hour, which would make the closing speed something like two hundred-seventy klicks. No wonder the Callaway had bucked like a plane trying to fly through a tornado.