Our internal clock set for gmt+4 (aka Moscow time). And while we travel futher east, we shift our driving time more and more for the night one. We already crossed GMT+6 (Ural) and now we travel in western Siberia's GMT+7 (Novosibirsk) time zone. Combine all this time shifts with midwinter shot daylight duration and you will get a complete mess with the times of the day.



Well, at least we free from any kind of dogmas. We eat when we get hungry and have the time for cook or some roadside cafe near. We sleep when we want to (or when we had to)...

And just when I wrote this very words the life made a brief test to our freedom. We was targeted for protection racket by some, I dunno, local gang maybe. At 1:10 AM local time we stopped to check our cheetah riding in unheated living space of our truck (well, we run out of gas for our heating and still can't find a refuel). Federal road, empty, no towns or villages near, closest big city in about 200 km from our stop. Next to us, just a meter from our bumper, stops BMW, and a few guys walk towards me (I was sitting at passenger seat in our truck cabin). "- Where are you from?" "-And where to...?" I answered about Moscow and Irkutsk. "- So you're the head guy" "- Okay, pay 12 grand and you're got a safe road from all bad guys". I answered politely, guys, this is old military track, we're not hauling any commodities, we're just a travellers. So, our answer will be STEP ON IT AND RUN YOU OVER. The dragon at driver's seat just answered the same and as he added some gas and handled the gearbox, the guys answered "- Oh, so you're travelers, sorry to bother ya", run to their car and ride out full speed.

That's the story.

Oh, and as a matter of fact it wasn't bluff. We were ready to do it, especially at the sign of possible weapons. We knew our truck good enough now, the mere bmw sedan won't stop it, we will run over it.

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Oh, no, another adventure prevents me from finishing this log. Another +1 to karma. 3AM local. This time Mazda 3 was thrown out from the road at huge speed, a family of 3 inside. We helped to extract it from the snow. Everybody in mazda is alive, through their car is trashed pretty badly. Torn our "10 ton" rope a few times in process, cheap chineese crap.

The temperature outside is -12 degree celsius;
temperature inside living space of our truck is -6 celsius and raising (we just now refueled our gas);
temperature inside truck cabin is +5 celsius;
stress level of the crew - absolute zero ;
2000 km to our destination.