I remember one night when there was a minor earthquake. The train had pulled forward only a meter or two and was well within the ends of the platform when the safeties kicked in and stopped it.
The doors stayed closed for forty minutes during evening rush hour before the driver got permission to back up that short distance and release his passengers to seek other means of transport.
Luckily for me, I'd missed that train and there was a beer vending machine on the platform, so my buddies and I just got drunk and watched the windows of the carriages get foggier and foggier as the mass of sweating passengers overwhelmed the ventilation systems.
Air Gradia 452 has arrived, please remain in your seat until the captain turns off the seatbelt sign.
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