This isn’t a warning that I often see as I drive around my Midwestern hamlet:
This would seem to be always good advice whenever one encounters a large machine on the railroad (and good advice in a lot of situations, actually). And, yes, I’m sure there’s some technical usage here, but figuring out what that is would reduce my immature giggling about this. Here’s a larger picture:
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See, if you can indulge in “immature giggling” just a short time ago, you have nothing to fear from the 40s.