Hello Fire-uhm-flint (ooops - sorry)
"but it won't kill 'ya!" you said so - well I hope not! Or else nothing will happen to you anyhow.
No, I reckognized it from 00:01 - I have that one on my computer !
D-e-i-s-e-l-l-s .. but nearly killing me - if you look at them the way I did: each one of them a steam locomotive less!
The passing of the Pacemaker from 00:10 always takes me in. That whistle! Oh-my!
Heart-rending, unkempt wildness and powerful fury! On the other hand : that track condition at the switches - very much the way we saw it on the Reichsbahn tracks in East-Berlin. But they never ran over it at 80 - 85 mph but no faster than at 60 - 65 mph (100 km/h) .
Once we stood at the eastern end of the train hall at Eastern station (Ostbahnhof, East-Berlin, formerly the Silesian train station) and saw a Berlin - Hamburg train being pushed in by some smaller shunting diesel, consist composed of DR and DB coaches. In front of us was a rupture in the rail at one end of the switch, causing one then the other rail end to bent down under the wheels passing, making a classic, yet slightly loud "bang-dang" in case of the Reichsbahn coaches which had their bogies balance the vertical hit pretty elegantly with the body hardly moving - came a DB coach, optimized to run straight at speed on perfect track and it made an alarming "karr-parr!" with the body vibrating. Upon that a friend of mine cooly remarked "There you see why DB coaches are being sent to the Reichsbahn in turns - to practice their suspension again, which they badly need."
I bent laughing and one Reichbahn employee looked at me in bewilderment.
The other way around it was when we were at Warsaw bridge, a wide street passing the vast railway network of lines shortly outside the station. We were actually expecting a Pacific 01-5 class to pass there on her way to the station and were insecure if she hadn't passed already. I stepped right onto the very periphery of the platform to take a look down the station round the bridge pillar and checked - no smoke , no steam there - when suddenly I was being shaded by a black wall moving right besides me - I flinched and noticed: it was the tender of the 01-5 backing up to her train on that very track next to me, long main rod silently moving, cylinders slightly hushing as the engine coasted beneath the Warsaw bridge. Myyyy- goodnesss! No sound at all! It was uncanny!
Juniatha