One day, a train enthusiast was told he had a terminal illness by his doctor. Rather than let his illness slowly debilitate him until he could no longer enjoy life, he decided he would end his own life.
Sorrowfully, he planned his demise. He wanted to die through what he loved best: trains. It just so happened that tomorrow, the Flying Scotsman, an iconic steam engine, was passing through his town. The next day, he went to a secluded part of the railway where he knew his favourite train would be passing through. He lay down across the tracks, and waited.
All of a sudden, a mighty roar could be heard from around the corner. As it neared, he turned his head and stared in awe at the beautiful machine hurtling towards him. He took one last look at it in all its beauty: the steam surging from the valves, the smoke billowing from the chimney. As it drew ever closer, he even got to enjoy its magnificent whistle one final time. He was chuffed to bits.
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