I hunted around for a good company to haul my car across the country without taking all my cash. But, even after I found the highest reccomended one I came to realize that they just book your contract, and then farm it out to random truck drivers.
That's how I got Viktor Kghstkhsadkljf (im not sure if that's how is last name is spelled, but that's the appoximate prounounciation). He speaks with a thick Ukranian-type accent, in very deliberate broken English.
I met him in Portland when he picked my car up, and after I signed off on my car he was all, "We are finish. You go now." So, my converation with him on the other side of the country was quite similar:
LL Robot: "Hello?"
Viktor: "Yes. I'm am driver of truck."
Ll Robot: "Oh..okay. How's it going?"
Viktor: "Yes. I drive car to you. Can you meet truck, yes?"
LL Robot: "Sure. You tell me when."
Viktor: "Yes. I meet you by the Chin Buffit now."
Chin Buffit, was actually the China Buffet Resturant next door.
And, as you can see, I got my car back in one piece, although a little dirty. That Viktor did a fine job. Looking back, I like to imagine Viktor fighting off auto transport bandints in the night with nothing more than a tire iron, and vague threats of bodily harm.
"You go now. I kill you, yes?"