The siguiente day, Jake went back to the train station in Albuquerque. Tareq was waiting.
Jake: Hey. My name's Jake, and I'm a nerd.
Tareq: Oh no.
Jake: Did tu know that the Santa Fe was first created in 1859? We've been around for nearly 100 years.
Tareq: Buddy, I'm gonna ask tu to shut up. We have a freight train that needs to head into Chicagoat. We're gonna go as far as La Junta in Coltorado. Once we get there, we'll come back on another freight. Are tu ready?
Jake: Sure. *Climbs on board with Tareq*
They quickly started their journey north.
Jake: Do tu know why our freight engines are painted in yellow and blue?
Tareq: To make it different from the passenger engines?
Jake: Exactly.
Tareq: ...I'm not even going to say anything. *Sees a railroad crossing*
Jake: *Blows the horn*
Tareq: Let me do that. When tu drive, tu can blow the horn. *Blows the horn*
Jake: *Pouting*
Tareq: *Rings the bell, and blows the horn two más times*
Jake: I thought tu guys would be impressed with my knowledge.
Tareq: tu want my personal advice? Act normal. tu will go through the training exercises just like every other pony. It doesn't matter if tu know más than us. We mostrar tu these things so tu don't screw up.
Jake: But I already know everything you're mostrando me.
Tareq: tu want to know what happened to the last poni, pony who dicho that?
Jake: What?
Tareq: It was 1955. A young stallion was driving a train called The Alicornia Fast Mail, bound for San Franciscolt. He was a spitting image of you. At least, on the outside he was. Though he dicho and acted like he knew everything, he forgot to stop at a red signal. Maintenance ponies were fixing the track up ahead, but that young stallion charged towards them, derailed the train, then he crashed and died.
Jake: *Gasps*
Tareq: I should know. I saw him while I was waiting on another track nearby. Taught him the same things I'm teaching tu now on this very train.
Jake: I'll be más tolerant of your teachings.
Tareq: Thanks John.
Jake: *Extremely angry, his cheeks turn redder* It's Jake!
Tareq: *Glaring at Jake, watching the nerdy stallion calm down*
Both stallions were quiet during the rest of the trip to La Junta. To the right of the train, Jake saw something. There were a few trees in the way, but Jake instantly knew what it was.
Jake: How long has that steam engine been on display?
Tareq: Just a few years. She was taken out of service in '53.
Jake: tu think it'll ever get a chance to run again?
Tareq: tu can dream all tu want.
Jake: I'm gonna save up my money, and start a special railroad that only uses steam engines.
Tareq: I bet the mares will really amor tu for that.
They stopped siguiente to another freight train.
Tareq: Alright, let's go. *Gets out with Jake*
Two other stallions came from Dodge City in Kansas. They would exchange trains so they could head back to their homes.
Tareq: Alright Jake, this is where tu drive. *Climbs into the cab with Jake* mostrar me what tu got.
Jake: *Very happy as he blows the horn twice. He rings the campana while making the train go forward*
Tareq: Good. Take us back to New Mexicolt.
2 B Continued
Jake: Hey. My name's Jake, and I'm a nerd.
Tareq: Oh no.
Jake: Did tu know that the Santa Fe was first created in 1859? We've been around for nearly 100 years.
Tareq: Buddy, I'm gonna ask tu to shut up. We have a freight train that needs to head into Chicagoat. We're gonna go as far as La Junta in Coltorado. Once we get there, we'll come back on another freight. Are tu ready?
Jake: Sure. *Climbs on board with Tareq*
They quickly started their journey north.
Jake: Do tu know why our freight engines are painted in yellow and blue?
Tareq: To make it different from the passenger engines?
Jake: Exactly.
Tareq: ...I'm not even going to say anything. *Sees a railroad crossing*
Jake: *Blows the horn*
Tareq: Let me do that. When tu drive, tu can blow the horn. *Blows the horn*
Jake: *Pouting*
Tareq: *Rings the bell, and blows the horn two más times*
Jake: I thought tu guys would be impressed with my knowledge.
Tareq: tu want my personal advice? Act normal. tu will go through the training exercises just like every other pony. It doesn't matter if tu know más than us. We mostrar tu these things so tu don't screw up.
Jake: But I already know everything you're mostrando me.
Tareq: tu want to know what happened to the last poni, pony who dicho that?
Jake: What?
Tareq: It was 1955. A young stallion was driving a train called The Alicornia Fast Mail, bound for San Franciscolt. He was a spitting image of you. At least, on the outside he was. Though he dicho and acted like he knew everything, he forgot to stop at a red signal. Maintenance ponies were fixing the track up ahead, but that young stallion charged towards them, derailed the train, then he crashed and died.
Jake: *Gasps*
Tareq: I should know. I saw him while I was waiting on another track nearby. Taught him the same things I'm teaching tu now on this very train.
Jake: I'll be más tolerant of your teachings.
Tareq: Thanks John.
Jake: *Extremely angry, his cheeks turn redder* It's Jake!
Tareq: *Glaring at Jake, watching the nerdy stallion calm down*
Both stallions were quiet during the rest of the trip to La Junta. To the right of the train, Jake saw something. There were a few trees in the way, but Jake instantly knew what it was.
Jake: How long has that steam engine been on display?
Tareq: Just a few years. She was taken out of service in '53.
Jake: tu think it'll ever get a chance to run again?
Tareq: tu can dream all tu want.
Jake: I'm gonna save up my money, and start a special railroad that only uses steam engines.
Tareq: I bet the mares will really amor tu for that.
They stopped siguiente to another freight train.
Tareq: Alright, let's go. *Gets out with Jake*
Two other stallions came from Dodge City in Kansas. They would exchange trains so they could head back to their homes.
Tareq: Alright Jake, this is where tu drive. *Climbs into the cab with Jake* mostrar me what tu got.
Jake: *Very happy as he blows the horn twice. He rings the campana while making the train go forward*
Tareq: Good. Take us back to New Mexicolt.
2 B Continued
#5: CANADIANS ARE BETTER THAN AMERICANS:
We always say we are better then America..
But at least American's know who they are, and don't lie about how dangerious they are..
Canada is full of murderers, thieves, bad comedy, nd full out stupidity, but we are too stubborn to admit this..
#4: ANYONE WEARING A HOOD, IS NOT TO BE TRUSTED:
Sadly, it's my own mother who believes this. :(
#3: ALL JEWISH PEOPLE ARE COWARDS:
No comments..
#2: BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE CAN'T BE BULLIED, ONLY UGLY PEOPLE CAN:
Really hits homes for me..
#1: ALL BLONDE GIRLS ARE MORONS:
My whole family is blonde.. So.. Yeah.
We always say we are better then America..
But at least American's know who they are, and don't lie about how dangerious they are..
Canada is full of murderers, thieves, bad comedy, nd full out stupidity, but we are too stubborn to admit this..
#4: ANYONE WEARING A HOOD, IS NOT TO BE TRUSTED:
Sadly, it's my own mother who believes this. :(
#3: ALL JEWISH PEOPLE ARE COWARDS:
No comments..
#2: BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE CAN'T BE BULLIED, ONLY UGLY PEOPLE CAN:
Really hits homes for me..
#1: ALL BLONDE GIRLS ARE MORONS:
My whole family is blonde.. So.. Yeah.