
Originally Posted by
slofox
My old man recounted crossing one thousands of years ago when the train came ghosting up behind him when he was half way across...both going the same way of course. He reckoned he had never accelerated so fast ever.
There use to be one down the south end of the west coast, I remember the old man getting out of the car in the pissing down rain to read the train timetable on one of the bridge supports. That posted timetable was the sum total of traffic control.
Think there's a couple of them left, still.
Go soothingly on the grease mud, as there lurks the skid demon
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