Getting Ready for a Steam Train

Goody, hurries along the railway line. His path lit by a bright, full moon. He creeps to the front of the train and peers into the cab window. Smiles as he sees the driver's puzzled expression. There's no more room for error. 3am, seers crossing. Nothing will keep him from his money. Not even Reynolds' second-leg cat-handed crew. 15 minutes later. See us crossing. Goody hears Reynolds' voice crackle over the radio. Someone get this bloody train moving. We're falling behind schedule.