A friend from Texas who worked for the railroad and liked to fly his
supercub along the tracks decided to have a little fun one night. He flew
just off the ground down the tracks and just before he got in sight of a
freight train roaring down the tracks, he turned on his landing light and
proceeded head-on at full speed, headlight to headlight. A hundred yards
or so before the inevitable collision he pulled up and climbed away, behind
the peppy O-235. But by that time the horrified engineer had locked down
the brakes on the train. You should not be bothered with the details,
which were quite messy.

The next day he awoke to find headlines in the local newspaper, "Train
Almost Collides with UFO; Cars Derailed."

Statute of limitations has run, he says, and, "Don't you be gettin' no
ideas."