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A man travelling on a train asked the ticket collector what time the train stopped at Huntingdon.
"This train doesn't stop at Huntingdon, its the express."
"You're joking! I need to get off at Huntingdon!"
"Sorry sir, this train will not stop at Huntingdon."
"There must be something you can do."
"Well there is one thing."
"What? Anything! I need to get off at Huntingdon!"
"Well, I'll get the driver to slow down and I'll dangle you out the door and lower you onto the platform."
"My goodness!" said the man, "Will that work?"
"It's worth a try," replied the ticket collector.
The train approached the platform at 50 mph. The ticket collector hung the man out the door. The man started running in mid air.
"Run faster! Run faster!" the ticket collector shouted as he lowered the man down.
The man's feet touched the platform, and smoke flew off his shoes. One of his heels came off; he was running for his life!
Suddenly, the ticket collector let go, and the man was running at 30 mph. He has made it; he began to slow down. He was still running at 20 mph along side the train as the other passengers watched in amazement.
As the last carriage went by, another hand grabbed the man by the shirt collar and lifted him back onto the train.
As he was being pulled into the carriage he heard a voice say, "Your lucky I was here to help you on, normally this train doesn't even slow down at Huntingdon!"
"This train doesn't stop at Huntingdon, its the express."
"You're joking! I need to get off at Huntingdon!"
"Sorry sir, this train will not stop at Huntingdon."
"There must be something you can do."
"Well there is one thing."
"What? Anything! I need to get off at Huntingdon!"
"Well, I'll get the driver to slow down and I'll dangle you out the door and lower you onto the platform."
"My goodness!" said the man, "Will that work?"
"It's worth a try," replied the ticket collector.
The train approached the platform at 50 mph. The ticket collector hung the man out the door. The man started running in mid air.
"Run faster! Run faster!" the ticket collector shouted as he lowered the man down.
The man's feet touched the platform, and smoke flew off his shoes. One of his heels came off; he was running for his life!
Suddenly, the ticket collector let go, and the man was running at 30 mph. He has made it; he began to slow down. He was still running at 20 mph along side the train as the other passengers watched in amazement.
As the last carriage went by, another hand grabbed the man by the shirt collar and lifted him back onto the train.
As he was being pulled into the carriage he heard a voice say, "Your lucky I was here to help you on, normally this train doesn't even slow down at Huntingdon!"
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