 There was a game he would play with us when we were kids. There was a train track that ran along the road near our house, and when the train was going, he'd speed ahead of the train, and he'd pull into the train track, and he'd turn his truck off, and he'd pretend the truck wouldn't start. And the train was coming towards us when we were on the tracks, and my brother would be shouting and be really upset and get pale, and he'd always start the car and pull off the train tracks before the train hit us. Because my father was laughing, I would laugh with him.