Miss me with that. We got a track that runs through my backyard where I grew up and I naturally fucking hate them.

Loud af and sometimes they just park there for almost an hour at a time, idling, which is still loud af.

Once when they were parked Mom saw somebody in the engine with binoculars. My sister’s bedroom is at the back of the house. (And at the time she was like 15) Most of the year there’s a good amount of leaf cover, but during winter and the beginning of spring those leaves are gone.

Also the track is the reason our house flooded. Like FLOODED. As in up to 3 stairs away from the second level.

These aren’t passenger trains, they’re heavy and noisy and looooonnnnnnng. I never timed them but at regular speed it would take more than 5 minutes to get past the house. Up to almost to 10 minutes.

So yeah I hate trains. If they were passenger trains that would be gone almost as soon as they show up, and never just stopped and made noise (oh and that would usually be at least 45 minutes for them to move again), I’d change my tune.

But years of 3-6 of those monsters a day still hits an absolute rage button in me.