My favorite guy had a good night last night.
He heard a report of a car stuck on the railroad tracks.
Seconds later he saw a freight train heading north.
He used lights and sirens to get ahead of the train.
Then he lit flares.
Think Die Hard II, when McClane tries to wave off the doomed airplane with flares,
but this time it's a huge freight train heading toward a car wedged in the tracks.
But my guy had his shirt on, and he was successful.
The train stopped, the conductor was hugely thankful,
and now I need to figure out how to get a
"I stopped a train" award patch.
The car, by the way, was probably a DUII.
Since the car turned onto the tracks,
and then drove up them until the its wheels became wedged.
Sober people don't normally do that.