I think the "Trucker" prefix is probably superfluous.In the old days, we took little white ephedrine pills that I would get at truck stops in North Carolina. “Trucker speed” we called it, and it made me alert as hell and made my heart beat out of my chest, along with sweating profusely. Coupled with strong cups of black coffee and by the time we got to the gym, we were ready to attack the weights with religious fervor.