A red signal loomed out of the white static. Keks glanced at the scenario timer. The yard at Frostholz needed his arrival by 22:15. It was 21:58. He had twelve miles to go, a 1.6% downhill grade, and a speed limit of 45.
Unique locomotives, passenger cars, and freight wagons.
Every time, he thought, smiling. Every single time on this route.
A red signal loomed out of the white static. Keks glanced at the scenario timer. The yard at Frostholz needed his arrival by 22:15. It was 21:58. He had twelve miles to go, a 1.6% downhill grade, and a speed limit of 45.
Unique locomotives, passenger cars, and freight wagons.
Every time, he thought, smiling. Every single time on this route.
