don't play on train lines, kids (part 3)
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Posted by: murphy on July 28, 2006 05:40 PM
Yeah, pretty much.
Posted by: Mike on July 30, 2006 09:34 PM
Someone stole your bike and went for a joyride?
Posted by: Dave on August 5, 2006 01:56 AM
Nah, some kids wanted to see what happened if a train ran over a bike, so they put it on the line around a blind corner just before the Outer Harbour terminus. It didn't derail the train, but got wedged below the truck (the bit that the wheels are connected to) and so the driver had to try to clear it before we went anywhere again.
We all took turns trying to free it, it was something out of a post-apocalyptic film: Without the proper tools, we reverted to smashing it with rocks and trying to lever the undercarriage with sticks. Deprived of technology, we reverted to cave men. With peak oil hitting, this does not bode well for the continuation of the species.
Posted by: Mike on August 5, 2006 10:56 AM
Don't panic - we have a good supply of atoms!
Posted by: Dave on August 5, 2006 07:26 PM
hang on hangonhangon. "we"??? what? you and your fellow trainspotters? eh? eh?
Posted by: matrine on August 12, 2006 12:14 AM
No no, myself and my fellow passengers. I had just sailed into Outer Harbour you see, and needed to return to the city post-haste.
Posted by: Mike on August 13, 2006 09:46 PM
Back from plundering off somewhere down the coast, Mike, yarr?
Posted by: Dave on August 14, 2006 08:24 PM
bloody pirate kevin carter trainspotter ahoy captain mike. etc.
Posted by: marzine on August 14, 2006 08:41 PM
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