The headlights of the No. 1 train appeared. “I had to make a split decision,” Mr. Autrey said.
So he made one, and leapt.
Mr. Autrey lay on Mr. Hollopeter, his heart pounding, pressing him down in a space roughly a foot deep. The train’s brakes screeched, but it could not stop in time.
Five cars rolled overhead before the train stopped, the cars passing inches from his head, smudging his blue knit cap with grease. Mr. Autrey heard onlookers’ screams. “We’re O.K. down here,” he yelled, “but I’ve got two daughters up there. Let them know their father’s O.K.” He heard cries of wonder, and applause.
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I caught that story among the headlines too. Very cool. No children. No kittens. No officers in the line of duty. No institutions. Real hero, and a straight news story. Could we just give the guy a medal and nip this in the bud? I don't want him turned into a made-for-TV movie or a YouTube clip from Oprah.
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