Vintage Tonka toy

Usage examples of semitrailer.

Passing out of the refinery zone, over and under freeways and railway lines, she entered a flat, hot warehouse region of north Denver that catered entirely to semitrailer rigs and the men who drove them.

It looked just like a plain flatbed semitrailer truck with a shipping container on the back.

And in the center of it all, hard to glimpse through the tangle of technicians and cables and structural supports, sitting right in the middle of the web, was a semitrailer rig, a nice new one.

The truck eventually broke through by asserting the divine right of semitrailer rigs to go anywhere they wanted, and entered the campus.

Out in the parking lot behind the auditorium, several semitrailer rigs were parked in parallel slots.

The decision was sealed when those parking spaces were occupied by flatbed semitrailer rigs with big GODS shipping containers on their backs.

Harry driving through the confusion of Nashville and then, a couple of hours later, over the high pass at Monteagle, downshifting twice to get up the narrow, cliff-hugging road, and then waiting patiently behind a big semitrailer on the way down the other side.

Later, another small listening post, made up of vans the size of semitrailer trucks, was established at Dahme on the German Riviera.

The only life worth anything inside that semitrailer belonged to the Shadow man.

Two of his assistants yelped in alarm and stepped away from the yawning doors as a massive semitrailer backed up.

At around four in the afternoon, a bus filled with Christians making the journey to the revival goes off the road on a hairpin curve when trying to avoid slamming into a semitrailer that has jackknifed and overturned just moments before.

Nudge screamed, but I had seen the semitrailer too, and swerved out of its way at the last second.

I had seen the semitrailer too, and swerved out of its way at the last second.

Then, rounding the last turn before home, he was stopped by the startling chaos before him that blocked the road and transformed his dull backwater neighborhood into the scene of a natural disaster: there were trucks and cars and monster RVs and a couple of open semitrailers and a ragtag army of intent good-looking people of all ages in baggy shorts and baseball caps, many clutching hand walkie-talkies as if the hard gray rectangles were bricks of precious metal, all moving earnestly among the tables loaded with good-looking food, the folding chairs, the cables, the light stands, with a self-important arrogance, an air of imperviousness, of brute inevitability, because, goddamn it, they were members of a goddamn movie crew.

They turned onto the snow-hidden gravel, and Kin pulled carefully around two gigantic semitrailers near the entrance.