Last week I ran a red light. No change there except this time there was a train coming. I have to cross the little commuter line on the way to the station and if the barriers are down when I get there, there’s little chance I’ll make my train because I’m late.
I didn’t want to miss the train and it was only when I’d decided to stupidly ignore the flashing red lights and was sprinting for the other side that the barriers started to drop. It was about this time that I saw the train hurtling towards me in the not so far distance. I sashayed between the dropping barriers in full view of the now ooooh that’s really quite close” speeding train and popped out the far side with a heart pumping at 200 beats per minute.
I’ll not be doing that again. A wheel dropping into the track is the stuff of nightmares. I should know I’ve been having them.
Someone one said better 30 minutes late to the office than 30 years early for the next life”. He was talking sense.