The trucker is the customer. Not the carrier, not the fleet, not the dispatcher.

The single largest reason a driver uninstalls a truck-stop app inside two weeks is that the spots it shows aren’t actually available when you pull off the interstate. Trucker Path holds a 4.8-star App Store rating not because of features but because, more often than not, the spot is there.

HaulHard pulls live counts from the Loves and Pilot APIs. We layer crowd-sourced status from drivers who are already at the stop — geofenced to the actual stall, not the parking lot — and we show shower availability, scale staffing, and bathroom condition in the same view. The free tier covers all of this. There is no “premium parking” tier. The day we hide a parking spot behind a paywall is the day we deserve to be uninstalled.

The Federal Highway Administration publishes the National Bridge Inventory every spring — six hundred thousand bridges, every overpass on every state and county road, with the actual measured underclearance on every span. Most of it is preventable carnage: the trailer is taller than the bridge.

HaulHard ingests the full NBI annually, color-codes every bridge along your route against your loaded height, and pins them on the map. Orange means caution, red means do not attempt, no marker means you can stop white-knuckling. A driver running 13′6″ sees nothing. A driver running 14′5″ with a yellow excavator on the deck sees what they need to see, and hears it spoken aloud before the GPS sends them at it.

“Knows the bridges” is the entry-level credential for any tool that wants to be taken seriously by the wide-load community. We built it first because our co-founder hauls heavy.

Wake-word detection runs on-device via Picovoice Porcupine. Transcription via whisper.rn. Four intents at v1, deliberately small, deliberately scoped to what a driver actually says when they don’t want to take their hands off the wheel:

> Hey HaulHard, find parking in fifty miles.
< Three Loves stops in your range. The first is sixty-two miles, twelve open spots.

> Hey HaulHard, find diesel under three-eighty.
< Mudflap shows three-seventy-nine at the Pilot in mile 412.

> Hey HaulHard, log a thirty-minute break.
< Logged. You’re back on the clock at four-eighteen central.

> Hey HaulHard, what’s my hours look like?
< Four hours twenty-two on the eleven. Six hours fifty-eight on the fourteen.

No conversational LLM in the cab. The intent parser is small, fast, and audited. It will say “I didn’t understand that” before it will guess, because guessing wrong inside a moving truck is how someone gets hurt.