I got into trains because knowing what train is coming at a specific time means being able to pick the one with AC and phone chargers or comfy seats.

I hate BR Class 150 so much. I actually preferred the 142 because it felt so old that it was like riding on a heritage railway. The 150 is just shit.

You mean planes?

We call them Foamers, because they stand by the side of the tracks and foam at the mouth.

I don’t know whether I’m more obsessed with planes, ships, cars or rockets. I’m paralyzed by the options.