It is always a joy to catch NS 212 coming through Mt. Airy. First you hear them call the signal and blow the horns in Cornelia, then the "music to my ears" rumble from the locomotives as they power up through the straight-away, then the first glimpse of the headlights rounding the curve as they call out the signal here, and last but not least, "to me"; one of the greatest feelings and rushes here on earth, they speed by me nearly causing me to loose my cap due to the draft created. Not to mention, the breeze feels really good on a hot humid morning here in Northeast Georgia!
