Date: February 22, 1960
Location: Denver Coltorado
Time: 3:08 PM
Railroad: Union Pacific
Apart from the leased Gulf Mobile & Ohio diesel on the front of Rachael, and Hawkeye's train, everything was normal in Denver.
Rachael: *Stops the train in the yards*
Hawkeye: *Walks out of the train to uncouple the engines from the cars*
Rachael: *Waiting for Hawkeye to come back*
Hawkeye: *Uncouples the engines from the cars, and runs back into the cab*
Rachael: *Slowly drives forward* I have to tell you something. I never got to date a stallion before, and I was hoping I'd find the right pony for me before I go back to Kansas City.
Hawkeye: Well good luck finding the right pony.
Rachael: *Stops the engines, and has them go backwards*
Signal Pony: *Switches the points to have Rachael's engines go onto a track left of their train*
Rachael: We're heading toward the servicing facility, right?
Hawkeye: Yes.
When they returned to Cheyenne, the sun started to set, and the sky was orange.
Rachael: *Stops the train next to the yard tower in the yards*
Hawkeye: *Looks at the sky* Well, I'd say this is perfect timing. Gotta be one of the best sunsets I ever laid my eyes on.
Rachael: It's the same color as my fur.
Hawkeye: Yes. I think, that's a good thing. If you find the right pony to date you, he could compliment on how beautiful you are compared to the sunsets.
Rachael: *Smiles* You're sweet. Very sweet.
Hawkeye: Well, I gotta go work on my next train. *Walks to the station*
Rachael: Wait. *Grabs Hawkeye's tail, and pulls him back*
Hawkeye: What, what is it?
Rachael: Stay here with me.
Hawkeye: I'd love to, but I gotta go.
Rachael: Please? *Hugs Hawkeye, and kisses him*
Hawkeye: *Pushes him away from her* Whoa whoa whoa whoa, stop stop stop.
Rachael: What's wrong?
Hawkeye: I'm married.
Rachael: What?
Hawkeye: I know I have good looks for a stallion in his 30's, but I have a wife. It's not that I don't love you, but I don't want to cheat on her. She means a lot to me.
Rachael: *Sad* Okay. I'll let you go now.
Hawkeye: I hope you're not mad.
Rachael: I'm not.
Hawkeye: Okay, I gotta go now, I'm running late. *Runs away*
2 B Continued
Location: Denver Coltorado
Time: 3:08 PM
Railroad: Union Pacific
Apart from the leased Gulf Mobile & Ohio diesel on the front of Rachael, and Hawkeye's train, everything was normal in Denver.
Rachael: *Stops the train in the yards*
Hawkeye: *Walks out of the train to uncouple the engines from the cars*
Rachael: *Waiting for Hawkeye to come back*
Hawkeye: *Uncouples the engines from the cars, and runs back into the cab*
Rachael: *Slowly drives forward* I have to tell you something. I never got to date a stallion before, and I was hoping I'd find the right pony for me before I go back to Kansas City.
Hawkeye: Well good luck finding the right pony.
Rachael: *Stops the engines, and has them go backwards*
Signal Pony: *Switches the points to have Rachael's engines go onto a track left of their train*
Rachael: We're heading toward the servicing facility, right?
Hawkeye: Yes.
When they returned to Cheyenne, the sun started to set, and the sky was orange.
Rachael: *Stops the train next to the yard tower in the yards*
Hawkeye: *Looks at the sky* Well, I'd say this is perfect timing. Gotta be one of the best sunsets I ever laid my eyes on.
Rachael: It's the same color as my fur.
Hawkeye: Yes. I think, that's a good thing. If you find the right pony to date you, he could compliment on how beautiful you are compared to the sunsets.
Rachael: *Smiles* You're sweet. Very sweet.
Hawkeye: Well, I gotta go work on my next train. *Walks to the station*
Rachael: Wait. *Grabs Hawkeye's tail, and pulls him back*
Hawkeye: What, what is it?
Rachael: Stay here with me.
Hawkeye: I'd love to, but I gotta go.
Rachael: Please? *Hugs Hawkeye, and kisses him*
Hawkeye: *Pushes him away from her* Whoa whoa whoa whoa, stop stop stop.
Rachael: What's wrong?
Hawkeye: I'm married.
Rachael: What?
Hawkeye: I know I have good looks for a stallion in his 30's, but I have a wife. It's not that I don't love you, but I don't want to cheat on her. She means a lot to me.
Rachael: *Sad* Okay. I'll let you go now.
Hawkeye: I hope you're not mad.
Rachael: I'm not.
Hawkeye: Okay, I gotta go now, I'm running late. *Runs away*
2 B Continued
London race track
Thomas' Flam Special
