"Trucks!" he grumbled "They should be where you want them when you want them!"
Well... After looking at my tune... No wonder my 11.0:1 compression motor built by Keegan Engineering melted two pistons on the first day at the track.... Didn't even set my table resolutions for N/A either.
Just want to forewarn you all that you should find a tuner that actually puts time into their tunes. Hell... even Emilio (The Real Miata Daddy) agrees.
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Narrator: Thomas and Percy were bickering incessantly. Toby asked to temporarily be transferred to Edward’s Branchline. The Fat Controller agreed and soon arrived at Wellsworth.
Albert: Afternoon Toby how are you
Toby: Just fine, yourself
Albert: Couldn’t be better it’s nice to be back on my own wheels
Toby: I imagine so. What do I need to do to help
Albert: Help me around the yard and maybe take the odd train or bank on Gordon’s Hill.
Toby: I’ll get right to it
Narrator: Toby worked hard, Albert and Edward were impressed. But later that week it began to rain. Everything was wet, wet, wet. Everyone was feeling miserable. Even the typically cheerful Tram had to agree.
Albert: Geez all this rain is ruining the summer
Toby: I know all the flowers are drowned out
Narrator: Just then Bertie appeared being pulled by Trevor
Bertie: Ugh this is silly
Albert: How did this happen
Bertie: I was dropping off passengers in the villages around Suddery but all the roads are flooded
Trevor: Aye the weather hasn’t been this bad in a very long time. Even the vicarage is flooding. The only thing stopping the water is the dam
Toby: The dam?
Trevor: It’s a huge wall that stops water from flowing into the towns
Narrator: Just then the yardmaster appeared
Yardmaster: Oi Tram engine take that load of clay to Brendam for Rosie and Salty
Toby: Yes sir
Albert: Please be careful Toby
Toby: I’ll try
Narrator: He said bravely as he trundled away. The others looked on anxiously. His trip took him over a old wooden bridge, the water surged dangerously beneath it. Harold the Helicopter and Angus the fire truck were inspecting dam as Toby arrived.
Driver: Be brave Toby we have to cross to the other side
Narrator: The dam did not look safe at all. Toby was worried soon he knew why
Angus: The dam’s breaking up! Quickly warn everyone else
Harold: Run Toby it’s going to fall
Toby: That’s what I’m trying to do
Narrator: Toby shunted back as fast as his wheels would let him. Albert was waiting anxiously for Toby by the bridge. The river had risen so high that the bridge was in danger of collapsing.
Driver: The dam’s breaking up we have to find high ground
Albert: Your only chance is to cross the bridge
Narrator: Wailed Albert
Toby: It doesn’t look safe to me
Narrator: Cried Toby
Driver: It’s our only chance if the dam breaks we’ll be cooked
Narrator: Toby was halfway across the bridge when disaster struck.
Harold: The dam has collapsed
Narrator: Toby
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Narrator: After Mavis officially became a part of The Fat Controller’s Railway Sir Edward Topham Hatt had her carrying out a complete replacement of all the track on the branchline as most of it was very old. This meant that Thomas, Percy, Toby, and Daisy all needed to stay elsewhere. They took their coaches and brakevans and set off. Thomas and Percy went to Edward’s Station, Daisy went to the mainline and Toby went to the little western.
Toby: Are you ready girls
Henrietta: You bet I am
Elsie: Wherever you go Toby we will follow you
Henrietta: Yes Indeed
Toby: Have you girls ever met the Little Westerners
Henrietta: I remember Douglas and Oliver from 1983 and 1975 respectively
Elsie: Oh yes I remember Douglas and Oliver and we have met Duck and Donald at the junction
Toby: Yes I suppose we have. But I hear they have a new diesel.
Henrietta: I hope this one kind like Mavis and BoCo
Narrator: And with that Toby and his tramway friends set off for Arlesburgh. They arrived at the station a bit late Toby hoped that he wouldn’t leave a bad first impression.
Toby: Good morning, Duck
Duck: Good morning Toby do not to be late again
Toby: Duck, I’m well over 100 I can’t go fast my top speed is 25
Alice: Sorry about him, Toby he’s just very protective of the branchline’s er… what’s the word
Mirabel: Reputation
Narrator: Finished Mirabel
Toby: Don’t worry we were the same way when we worked in Anglia
Duck: Right, Cheerio
Toby: Bye Duck
Narrator: Toby, Henrietta and Elsie continued to work for the next few days. All of the branchline engines accepted them with open arms. All except Duck. The Great western engine thought that Toby was too un-punctual. Henrietta and Elsie made great friends with Alice, Mirabel, Isabel, Dulcie and Toad. This all became apparent one spring day in the yard
Douglas: This Toby fellow is nice
Oliver: Yes he is I just wish Duck would realize this
Douglas: What do you mean
Toad: Yes indeed we’ve been on the mainland for the last few days
Oliver: Oh yes I forgot. Duck thinks that Toby is never on time. Yesterday he even thought about asking the Fat Controller for someone else to help instead. Donald and I blocked the shed so he couldn’t. Alice and Mirabel are keeping an eye on him now.
Douglas: Good plan
Narrator: Further up the mainline Bear was helping Murdoch back to Knapford after he had failed at Vicarstown. The two were discussing their past’s and the events on Sodor. Bear was quite enjoying telling Murdoch
... keep reading on reddit ➡Narrator: One early morning at Farquhar sheds Toby was resting alongside Thomas, Percy and Daisy. There were about 10 minutes until the four branchline engines had to begin work but Toby was already awake as he was having maintenance done. The Tram Engine was surprised when the Fat Controller arrived with his grandchildren Stephen and Bridgette.
Toby: Good morning, sir, how are you
TFC: Good morning, Toby, I am well, yourself
Toby: Very good but very confused, why are you here I’m pleased to see you though
TFC: Oh yes, since you have an empty schedule from 9:00 to 11:00 and Stephen and Emily wanted an experience like my grandfather did with myself and Bridgette back in 1934
Toby: Oh I see, I’ll go fetch Henrietta and Elsie at once
Narrator: Toby did so and puffed to the carriage shed
Toby: Good morning, ladies
Henrietta: Good morning, dear
Elsie: G’day Toby
Toby: Sorry it’s a bit early
Elsie: Your “early” by about 3 minutes
Henrietta: Besides any day with you is a good day
Elsie: That’s everyday but you are right
Toby: Oh thanks dears. But the Fat Controller wants us to take his grandkids on a tour
Henrietta: Oh that sounds lovely
Elsie: Indeed
Narrator: Toby took The Fat Controller and his grandchildren all across Sodor. All of the adventurers had fun. Toby, Henrietta and Elsie enjoyed telling stories to the kids. Eventually they arrived at the seaside. The kids were making a splendid castle.
TFC: My word that’s a very fine castle have you seen a real one like it
Stephen: Not quite but mum gave us this old map
Narrator: The Fat Controller inspected it
TFC: I think there are some old tracks heading in that direction.
Narrator: Soon the Hatts boarded Henrietta once again. Toby went over rusty rails and through overgrowth. Soon they arrived at a junction. There was a sign that read <To the Castle and To the Mine>
TFC: We’ll go to the castle first
Narrator: When the fireman switched the points their adventure really began. When Toby chuffed into the castle yard he was impressed though he thought something wrong about the place the same went for the mine, he was glad when it was time to go home.
Later in the Shed
TFC: I think the castle and the mine will make a fine place for visitors
Toby: Yes, Sir
Henrietta: Indeed Sir
Narrator: Sir Topham’s plans were soon put into action
At the Mine
Driver: It’s our turn to stay here on guard tonight, Toby
Toby: Yes driver
Narrator: Night soon came
Toby: I’m sure this
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There is a recent surge in these crimes, with the murder in NYC recently and today I read about another one, attempted murder on a 55 year old woman by a 23 year old man in a Brussels metro station, which happened just a few days ago as well. Thankfully the train stopped in time.
Now I know this has to some degree always been a problem, but the recent resurgence and rate at which these crimes happen is absolutely chilling and soul crushing.
I remember a few years ago when I still had to take the train to uni there must have been at least one case that I read of in the papers, because I used to hook one arm round the metal railing and then linking the fingers of my hands, when waiting on the train, so if someone would try to push me I would be secured to the railing. As stupid as this sounds I was terrified enough to risk looking stupid. Or if there was no railing to always have my back against a wall when waiting so no one could sneak up on me. I stopped being on my phone and started always being super vigilant and keeping an eye on any males on the platform.
I remember feeling so scared and helpless and I really feel for all women who have to take public transportation to work/school/etc now. I can imagine how scared they must be right now.
[TW: SA] Public transportation fucking sucks for women. As a fresher I was sexually assaulted in a tram (random man came up to me and started fondling and pinching my vagina through my jeans) and people just watched and NO ONE (random men around me who saw it but pretended not to) helped me because I was so frozen in fear I couldn't even scream or move just a finger. It only stopped when the doors opened at the next station and I broke away and RAN. Thankfully he didn't follow me out.. As a result I now can't get on public transpo anymore without wearing a coat that goes down to my knees, so there is a physical barrier around me so no one can just reach between my legs and fondle.. The trauma of that definitely increased my fear of potential murder when the shovings started to happen.. So I ended up looking like a loony wearing long coats and hooking my arm round the railing haha.. fucking sucks, why can we not just live normally why do we always have to be hyper vigilant.. I am so tired..
I am so sick and tired of male violence it is everywhere and all the time, relentless. Just leave us alone!
I'm thinking of streets like Sydney Rd and Toorak Rd (among others) where trams have to crawl along behind cars sharing the same lane because the street isn't wide enough to give trams and vehicles each their own lane. Often you can have a tram with 50+ people stuck behind several cars with one person each in them. It's madness. And yet there's a whole extra lane they could be using for traffic if they got rid of street parking. That way you could give trams their own priority lane, and cars their own lane. Would make it faster for everyone. Maybe someone could give me reasons why this isn't done.
This is just a rant more than anything.
