20 years ago in the country around where I used to live there was a RR crossing that had no lights at all. I came up on it late one night on my way home and saw the engine's lights bouncing off the trees. I pulled onto a farm access road to turn around about 20 feet from the tracks. When I looked over my shoulder to back out I saw headlights down the road. I started pumping my brakes to warn the driver but no luck. The guy slammed into the side of a freight train at near 60 mph in a Ford Festiva. I was immediately out of my truck, told my friend to call 911 and ran to the car. The train was still going by and I was standing between it and the crumpled remains of the car with my arms shoved into the now 3 inch tall windows trying to find the guy's neck to get a pulse. No luck. He didn't have a head anymore. The car had flipped up and caved in the roof on the guy's face. When the firemen cut the roof off it was a really horrible mess. My friend went through two years of psychiatric therapy but still hasn't gotten over it. Needless to say very soon that crossing had gates and lights installed. I always stop and look at any RR crossing. You never know what's coming.
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