They Fight By Night

They Fight by NightIn the Desert outside Tucson, it's 109 degrees--slow weather for a job that's all speed. No air conditioning in the gray Ford minitruck with the Airborne Express logo, and it's a good 300 miles racing down to Nogales and back before this day says good night. No sweat. Steve Robinson likes the heat. In fact, he digs the entire express racket--this real-life, zip-fast desert game of Beat the Clock. In the slip stream of C.B.-equipped truckers, he's chasing booty that includes le...