Crashing trains inspired the king of ragtime, scot choplin, to write a song about it. To day, the temporary town of crush is longgot, but trained nerdes can still visit the sigt and read a nearby plat which is ated to the crash at frush always reathed the plack. Next stop, rome, italy. This station is still under construction, so watch your step as you exit. I mean, it really does sound like a nightmare. Like all those layers of history that are near the surface, often they can't. And these excavations almost invariably become archaeological digs.