Freightliner Paint Colors: Fill & Download for Free

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Mack is owned by Volvo. So a “Mack” engine is a Volvo engine painted Mack colors. You can get a Cummins also. Caterpillar is no longer in the truck engine business. Detroit Diesel is only available in Freightliner or Western Star. No other engines in USA.

Driving the first truck assigned to me (a 2012 Freightliner Columbia Glider, tractor and trailer both painted road cone orange with a KPH not MPH dash gauge… another story…) governed at 60 mph not kph thankfully but evidently still very annoying to everyone behind me, and pulling one of the heavier load assignments (maybe a dozen brown paper rolls standing on end, staggered in place about seven feet tall with forty eight inch diameters weighing 3500 lbs. each) nose to end in my trailer and causing the sidewalls, front panel and rear doors to sway and ripple as though something was alive and thrashing around inside as the load shifted on uneven surfaces of the road. More than a little distracting for a fairly new CDL driver on a three day run and causing me to wonder yet again if I had taken a wrong career decision several months earlier. Traveling a rural county route somewhere across Missouri maybe Kansas (traveling 450–600 miles a day states sort of blend together) on a overcast and very dreary rained on afternoon. Farmland views as far as you could see for hours on either side of the road and a couple of old and faded red barns some with tobacco advertising and equally weathered homes here and there. Then came one of my favorite picture moments in my traveling experience, I drove around a slow bend in the road and the absolute oldest and most time weathered farm and out buildings I had seen yet came into view. The farmhouse was in it's last shade of whitewash before grey bare boards and the barn and wooden fencing were completely faded of any color. Standing precisely in the middle of a large muddy pen next to the road were two rain-soaked grey mules about the same size looking like bookends, facing each other perpendicular to the road and each with his entire head and neck lying across the shoulders and over the back of the other (my side had his eyes closed, and I couldn't see the other mules head but all things being right with this scene I know his were too) as though these old buddies were commiserating all the days and time spent so far… It was beautiful and kind of depressing at the same time. I wanted to snap a picture so badly but after slowing down a bit more I realized there was just no place to pull over that wouldn't block some part of the road if not all of a lane (never a good thing for 80 feet and 80,000 lbs. of sort of somewhat… dead weight) so on I went but that mental picture has just stayed with me…