A couple weeks back, I was riding my bike past the train yard, and they were switching one of the trains from one track to another. This entails pulling the train out onto the street (there is an extension of track which reaches out beyond the train yard by about a block), then switching the track and pulling it back in. As you can imagine, though, this blocks the first cross street. So I rolled up and they had this train out in the street, creeping along, and cars were lined up on the cross street, waiting as patiently as they could for the thing to get done and to get on their way.

BUT NOT I. I rolled up, hopped off my bike, picked it up, climbed ABOARD the slowly moving train, walked through the car’s body, and out the other side, back onto the street and on my way. And the best part of the story is that had the driver of the train looked back and seen me, all he’d have been able to identify is “some dude with a ’3′ on the side of his helmet.” Cause that’s how I roll.

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