as i rode my bike to schol today, i was enjoying the smooth pavement on colonial after you cross 21st street. approaching the railroad tracks, i checked for trains. nothing, until i got within 15 feet of the tracks and the alarm bells started blinking red. just as i got to the tracks, the arms started to come down. with a hasty, oh hell, i sped up and avoided getting clotheslined by the errant arms.
there still wasn't any train.
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I've always thought about weather I would try to beat a train if I was on my bike.
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