When I see an accident
and someone dies… Recently two trucks had an accident. They crashed. They crashed head-on. The trucks went up in flames.
Both drivers died. Then you start to think,
“It could have been me.” “That could have been my fate.” “So I continue being cautious
after many years of driving.” I’ll tell you about the road
of Los Caracoles pass. You drive straight ahead. Then you start to go up… The first, the second bend.
This one is dangerous. It is etched in my head
and I know all the bends because since 1978
I have been driving up here and now it’s 2015,
and I know the road very well. Here we start Curve 0
in the Los Caracoles pass. Right? We start to go up. We are going up to 10,500 feet. You must be very cautious
and really sensible. You can see it here for yourself. That’s dangerous driving. Some trucks try to pass
before the curve. That’s how many accidents happen. You drive up comfortably,
the truck is really powerful and you know you are
comfortable, safe in comparison with some old trucks. I carry a refrigerated trailer. I carry fruit produced here in Chile
or I carry bananas from Ecuador and the trucks are basically our home. Till when we go back to our real home. More dangerous driving.
You see it for yourselves. He should not do that. There we see a truck with problems. The brakes are smoking.
He braked hard and it’s puffing smoke. Slow down. On this road, every year… …there are some deaths. I estimate that two or three people
die every three or four months. Seven or eight people die
on this road in a year. Both in Los Caracoles pass and here. They are overconfident in their trucks. They are overconfident
in their new vehicles. I’ll tell you something
that my father told me: “The Andes range will always exist.” “Never aim to cross above it
because you won’t be able to.” “The Andes will always remain in
the same place. You will die.” And with that, he finished. It’s sad but, well, that’s it. I remember his words more now
because of my lost colleagues. I carry the trucks
in my heart because… …this is the trade
that my father taught me. That’s all I can say.