How it's done in a packed city
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How it's done in a packed city (in a third world country).
Nah, thats Los Angeles 2020.
I saw that very episode in CCTV Yuanfang Dejia 'Mekong River Delta'. Apparently that street is so unique, and bizarre that it is a MAJOR tourist destination and earns a lot of revenue from this aspect. The train sounds three whistle blasts upon leaving the previous station, close enough to be heard by the vendors and shoppers on that road, who have about 2 minutes to move aside and make way for the train.
Being a former railroader shit you see is weird that you experienced daily if it wasn't it was a weird day. We moved damn near anything hazmat, Nuclear, chlorine, kotex, military equipment and (stuff) along with the normal shit you can't Just put the train into emergency you can derail (bad) rules were only if you hit something but there's times if you seen it in advance Maybe. Try stopping a a 2 mile train on a dime is asking for a disaster. Been through areas that were tight that was rough. I was coming down a hill looked like lemmings crossing tracks roughly something 1.? miles ahead they were going to a state football game and we were not got it stopped.
Don't Fuck with trains usually the outcome is not favorable. Tell your kids.
Don't Fuck with trains usually the outcome is not favorable. Tell your kids.
This right here.
A lot of people don't know what momentum and mass are or are capable of. Same reason why big, slow, heavy bullets are preferred for taking down thick skinned big game over small, light, and fast bullets...
Back in high school the star of the basketball team was late for a game. Tried to get across the tracks before the train. If you didnt know you would never have known it was a car....
I'm not a smart man, nor do I claim to be an expert on anything. But I do believe that fuckin with train's can only lead to stupid, which when done right is painful.
Didn't some jack wagon in California just claim that rural people made poor choices? Damn dude, urban don't look real bright either!!!
OK, so a long time ago I was an an OTR truck driver. I had a co-worker who went across the river to pick up a load of auto parts. He was a local driver & I heard this story as I was coming home from the road.
The events detailed below is the short story as told to me by the company’s owner:
A local driver was in a hurry to beat traffic going over the bridge. While crossing a set RRX his trailer brakes locked up. The driver exited the truck only to find that his “glad hands” had come undone. Glad hands are the service & supply lines that deliver air to a trailer’s air brakes. While this was happening, a train appears! Apparently, the driver reattached the air lines & tried to power up the air brakes.
Luck was not w/ the driver this day. The train hit the truck / trailer at the drive axles / trailer apron & drug him, the truck & the trailer quite a ways down the tracks before the train was able to stop. Miraculously, the driver was uninjured, - w/ the exception of his pride. The boss told me that the driver had quite literally shit his pants during the accident.
Probably a week or so later, I told the driver I was glad to hear he wasn’t hurt. He told me about the accident & I started calling him “Skids” forevermore. He hated that nickname.
The events detailed below is the short story as told to me by the company’s owner:
A local driver was in a hurry to beat traffic going over the bridge. While crossing a set RRX his trailer brakes locked up. The driver exited the truck only to find that his “glad hands” had come undone. Glad hands are the service & supply lines that deliver air to a trailer’s air brakes. While this was happening, a train appears! Apparently, the driver reattached the air lines & tried to power up the air brakes.
Luck was not w/ the driver this day. The train hit the truck / trailer at the drive axles / trailer apron & drug him, the truck & the trailer quite a ways down the tracks before the train was able to stop. Miraculously, the driver was uninjured, - w/ the exception of his pride. The boss told me that the driver had quite literally shit his pants during the accident.
Probably a week or so later, I told the driver I was glad to hear he wasn’t hurt. He told me about the accident & I started calling him “Skids” forevermore. He hated that nickname.
