Several times in my career, I’ve thought that I’d cracked it and was in the right place at the right time. Good work, good motor and good money. But every time it has somehow gone wrong and drifted away. The early days at Big Freight when all the Brits were coming over and everything seemed so easy. The time at Flying Eagle when all the new trucks arrived and it seemed like all my mates came and drove them. But nothing has ever stayed the same for long. A bit like that Kevin Johnson song from the 70s: Rock and roll I gave you the best years of my life, but I was always one step behind you.