There’s a Train for That #54
Hey, remember how Hashamoto/Nintendo wore that yellow costume once upon a time?
Would you believe there are actually yellow trains on Shinkansen lines?
Meet Doctor Yellow (ドクターイエロー; Dokutāierō), the high-speed test train.
These maintenance trains monitor the tracks and overhanging wires on lines, hence the nickname. They are built similarly to passenger Shinkansen, and “line inspection is carried out at full line speed (i.e. up to 270 km/h or 168 mph on the Tōkaidō Shinkansen).” ~ Wikipedia
Aside from the power cars, the middle cars can include non-powered track-recording cars, and depending on trainset, they can have 4 to 7 cars in total. They were first built in 1963, were put in service in 1964, and continue to be used as testing vehicles until today.
(If Electra can bring his own repair truck, could a Japanese champion bring a Doctor Yellow to service him or her?)
Interior of Class 923
Car 1
Car 2
Car 3
Car 5
Car 6
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Broken Ring
“They won’t have to cut it off, right?” you whimpered, feeling your lower lip tremble as you gazed forlornly at the glistening gem on your ring finger. Your doctor assured you that swelling in hands and feet was common during pregnancy, but it still shocked you when you couldn’t wiggle your ring past your knuckle.
You called Harry in a panic, explaining tearfully that the ring was stuck on your finger.
“I’ll be home in thirty,” he consoled you. “Put some ice on it ‘til I get back, okay? Don’t worry about it, lovie. It will all work out.”
You followed his instructions, icing your inflamed finger diligently until he got home. Paying such close attention to your ring brought you back to the day Harry had proposed to you.
The sunlight streaming through the trees overhead and the sound of the water lapping at the shore was permanently etched in your mind. Harry had been so young, only twenty years old at the time of his proposal. Now he was almost thirty, and proud to be expecting his first child.
“I didn’t expect you to be home so soon,” you sniffled as he walked into the kitchen, scooping you out of your chair and into his lap.
“Neither did the cops,” he joked. “Let’s see your little finger. Did the ice help?”
You removed the wad of ice and soaked washcloths from your hand only to find your finger more swollen and purple than you had left it.
“Ouch,” Harry said softly, tracing his finger over the bruised skin. “It’s hot to the touch, dove. Is it painful to touch?”
You shook your head slowly, a wave of tears threatening to spill out of your eyes and onto your cheeks.
“Try to twist it off,” he suggested. “Slowly, gently, like a Chinese finger trap.”
You tried to twist the ring off fruitlessly, every ounce of hope in your body dwindling. Harry’s face twisted in dismay as it became obvious that the ring wasn’t budging.
He tried oiling the skin, icing it more, and even wrapping it with dental floss, but nothing could help the ring over your swollen knuckle.
You had never dreamed that the ring you grew to love and treasure so much would meet its end at the mercy of a jewelry saw at urgent care. It was of utmost importance to you because of all of the memories it held. Now it was just a severed stone and band in the bottom of a clear Ziplock bag that you gripped as if your life depended on it.
“It’s okay, sweetheart,” Harry murmured into your hair as you clutched the accessory to your chest and leaned into him for solace. “I’ll buy you another ring, whichever one you want.”
“But…” you stuttered, “it’s not the same.”
“You can keep this forever,” Harry said. “We can get the diamond changed into a necklace or even put on a different band.”
“It feels like a broken promise,” you argued. “I’m never without my wedding ring.”
“All you need is right here,” Harry finalized, tapping your chest ever so slightly. “You’ve got every part of me right there, forever and always.”
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Yellow fly of the dismal swamp, Diachlorus ferrugatu, Tabanida (horse flies)
This species is found in the eastern US down through Mexico and Central America. Yes, "yellow fly of the dismal swamp” is the real common name, although it is also known as the yellow fly or doctor fly. Female horse flies need to take a blood meal in order to reproduce, so only females bite, and unfortunately, these will bite humans.
Photo 1 by marykeim, 2-3 by kkrockytop, and 4-6 by tshahan
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