I don’t get it, is that picture from a game or some kind of mock-up?
Yes, it`s CGI.Here is the google search on that picture. All pages are about Euro Truck Simulator 2 modding. It also has a polish number plate and the name Patryk in the windscreen I wouldn’t use this image as my profile photo if I had a truck in Spain
Of course, it begs the question of why you would go to all that trouble, when you could just take a pic of your own truck and silence the doubters for ever.
andy187:
I remember him. He used to run out of Burton on Trent about 20-25 years ago
Geoffo:
Many years ago when I worked for Stobart ('90-'96), there was a wagon & drag driver that also did a great impression of Elvis. He also won many competitions for having the most Elvis Tattoos.
Not sure if this is the same guy that’s in the video, as he’d be in his mid '60s by now.
EDIT. I’ve just checked some other videos of the singing Stobbie, and no it’s not him.
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Yes he did. First Fradley then Burton on Trent.
did he also change depots so he could drive “Priscilla” iirc.
Harry Monk:
I was once sat talking to a driver who told me about all the trips he had done to Russia. At this point I had been there numerous times myself but could see some mileage in this bloke so I didn’t let on. He started telling me about what it was like crossing the border from Germany into Russia and I thought “Er, what happened to Poland and Belarus?”
I was on the Dover-Calais ferry back in the 90s (P&O Pride of one or the other) when a youngish lad was asking where we were all off to. I was Italy bound and an old fella opposite me was off to Greece, well this young lad explained that he was tipping in Moscow and then heading up to Archangel in the far north of Russia to catch another ferry to Canada for a backload.
Harry Monk:
I was once sat talking to a driver who told me about all the trips he had done to Russia. At this point I had been there numerous times myself but could see some mileage in this bloke so I didn’t let on. He started telling me about what it was like crossing the border from Germany into Russia and I thought “Er, what happened to Poland and Belarus?”
I was on the Dover-Calais ferry back in the 90s (P&O Pride of one or the other) when a youngish lad was asking where we were all off to. I was Italy bound and an old fella opposite me was off to Greece, well this young lad explained that he was tipping in Moscow and then heading up to Archangel in the far north of Russia to catch another ferry to Canada for a backload.
What an idiot.
If he did it in November he could have saved the ferry charges when it ices over.
“That’s what I always did”.
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andy187:
I remember him. He used to run out of Burton on Trent about 20-25 years ago
Geoffo:
Many years ago when I worked for Stobart ('90-'96), there was a wagon & drag driver that also did a great impression of Elvis. He also won many competitions for having the most Elvis Tattoos.
Not sure if this is the same guy that’s in the video, as he’d be in his mid '60s by now.
EDIT. I’ve just checked some other videos of the singing Stobbie, and no it’s not him.
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Yes he did. First Fradley then Burton on Trent.
did he also change depots so he could drive “Priscilla” iirc.
sammym:
People have the ability to dig a big big big whole and not stop.
When I was a young soldier (Sapper), a rifleman I was friends got a bit drunk and started to regale us about his ‘sniper training’ which he’d done in during his 3 week stint in Canada. The problem was that in the room were a group of lads from 2-para. Now you can easily [zb] young sappers about such things - but the fellow infantryman know a thing or two more. They started to quizz him in a rather agressively - explaining such things as where this course would be held, how long it would take and prerequisite courses he’d have had to take. Rifleman Legend (as I shall now refer to him) brazenly went on to explain he’d done the special forces sniper course. At this point some peopled giggles - some of the maroon machine started to get more angry. He finsihed off with the line “not that your REMFS would know about that”. At which point the Riflemen and his two friends (incldluding myself) got a bloody good hiding.
The Legendary Rifleman did not stop their in his great excapades. He’d regularly create great works of fiction. Frankly I really liked the guy and enjoyed his carry on. At one point he had a few girls believing he was in some war torn area operating with the SAS - whilst texting them from a nightclub in Aldershot. He got engaged to one women who believed he was something he was not - and then claimed he needed to go ‘deep cover’ and couldn’t see her again. He’d even stop and offer his assistance to paramedics and the police claiming he was an army medic. On one toecurling night the paramedic asked to see evidence of this and told him to go away.
Last time I saw his he was working on the checkout of Aldi in Salisbury. A bit sad really. We chatted and he said he was not t total and was loving life. I think after all his [zb] we was effectively bullied out of the army. I remember our drunken nights of ridiculousnes with great enthusiam.
When exactly was this Sammy? I’m ex 2 Para and that story really strikes a chord with me
I got told last night by a goods in clerk who “knows the right people” that Stobarts are about to announce a 30% pay rise that has just been signed off by the board and I should looking to get permanent rather than stay agency. I just smiled politely and left with my paperwork
sammym:
People have the ability to dig a big big big whole and not stop.
When I was a young soldier (Sapper), a rifleman I was friends got a bit drunk and started to regale us about his ‘sniper training’ which he’d done in during his 3 week stint in Canada. The problem was that in the room were a group of lads from 2-para. Now you can easily [zb] young sappers about such things - but the fellow infantryman know a thing or two more. They started to quizz him in a rather agressively - explaining such things as where this course would be held, how long it would take and prerequisite courses he’d have had to take. Rifleman Legend (as I shall now refer to him) brazenly went on to explain he’d done the special forces sniper course. At this point some peopled giggles - some of the maroon machine started to get more angry. He finsihed off with the line “not that your REMFS would know about that”. At which point the Riflemen and his two friends (incldluding myself) got a bloody good hiding.
The Legendary Rifleman did not stop their in his great excapades. He’d regularly create great works of fiction. Frankly I really liked the guy and enjoyed his carry on. At one point he had a few girls believing he was in some war torn area operating with the SAS - whilst texting them from a nightclub in Aldershot. He got engaged to one women who believed he was something he was not - and then claimed he needed to go ‘deep cover’ and couldn’t see her again. He’d even stop and offer his assistance to paramedics and the police claiming he was an army medic. On one toecurling night the paramedic asked to see evidence of this and told him to go away.
Last time I saw his he was working on the checkout of Aldi in Salisbury. A bit sad really. We chatted and he said he was not t total and was loving life. I think after all his [zb] we was effectively bullied out of the army. I remember our drunken nights of ridiculousnes with great enthusiam.
When exactly was this Sammy? I’m ex 2 Para and that story really strikes a chord with me
Would have been around 2009 if memory serves me right. Certainly between 2008-2010.
sammym:
People have the ability to dig a big big big whole and not stop.
When I was a young soldier (Sapper), a rifleman I was friends got a bit drunk and started to regale us about his ‘sniper training’ which he’d done in during his 3 week stint in Canada. The problem was that in the room were a group of lads from 2-para. Now you can easily [zb] young sappers about such things - but the fellow infantryman know a thing or two more. They started to quizz him in a rather agressively - explaining such things as where this course would be held, how long it would take and prerequisite courses he’d have had to take. Rifleman Legend (as I shall now refer to him) brazenly went on to explain he’d done the special forces sniper course. At this point some peopled giggles - some of the maroon machine started to get more angry. He finsihed off with the line “not that your REMFS would know about that”. At which point the Riflemen and his two friends (incldluding myself) got a bloody good hiding.
The Legendary Rifleman did not stop their in his great excapades. He’d regularly create great works of fiction. Frankly I really liked the guy and enjoyed his carry on. At one point he had a few girls believing he was in some war torn area operating with the SAS - whilst texting them from a nightclub in Aldershot. He got engaged to one women who believed he was something he was not - and then claimed he needed to go ‘deep cover’ and couldn’t see her again. He’d even stop and offer his assistance to paramedics and the police claiming he was an army medic. On one toecurling night the paramedic asked to see evidence of this and told him to go away.
Last time I saw his he was working on the checkout of Aldi in Salisbury. A bit sad really. We chatted and he said he was not t total and was loving life. I think after all his [zb] we was effectively bullied out of the army. I remember our drunken nights of ridiculousnes with great enthusiam.
When exactly was this Sammy? I’m ex 2 Para and that story really strikes a chord with me
Would have been around 2009 if memory serves me right. Certainly between 2008-2010.
Pheww, that’s ok then, it wasn’t me, I’d moved on by then
Hope this will end all the speculation, Milodon will feast on humble pie tonight.
Andrews not posted for a while, I do hope he is OK, afterall, he was in a coma, on a ventilator only a few weeks ago.
Poor Karla must have been sick with worry, her partner near deaths door and the big volvo parked up with those pesky standing charges mounting up. It’s a wonder she had any time to come on here and keep us all updated
The biggest story I’ve heard is all the people ■■■■■■■ off a member of an internet fourm,they say he is not real,they say he don’t drive a volvo,then they said they don’t think he had a coma,then they said karla ain’t real, I never believed a word any of them said, but Haho every one is entitled to a story
I wouldn’t use this image as my profile photo if I had a truck in Spain
