Fri Nov 21, 2014 6:12 am by escher7
A hundred years ago when I was a bored little delinquent living in a small town, my co-conspirator and I found some railway keys in a junk store. Turned out they fit every lock in the local CPR yards' giving us access to the shacks full of flares and all kinds of other goodies. Back in the pre-computer days they used torpedoes to signal train engineers as they passed them. These things contained a very substantial charge of explosive that hooked onto the track and exploded when the train ran over them. Not being very smart back then, we decided to clip one on a rail and throw rocks at it until it exploded; which it did, blowing us both back about ten feet and deafening us for about a week.
Fortunately, my old man found the keys and confiscated them before we derailed a train.