The Tulip Driven Life

By: Thomas C. Booher Time passed quickly as Dandy and Brutus talked about a variety of things. The magnerail raced along at 137.6 miles per hour. It slowed down several times as it passed through smaller towns that had no station.  For an observer from the outside, the magnerail looked like a purplish tubular rocket that glided ten feet off the ground above a set of three thick iron rails. One rail was directly beneath the bottom of the tube and the other two were about four feet on either side of the middle rail and about seven feet off the ground.  The outer rails were broad, concave iron strips oriented in such a way that if the magnerail were to stop and rest, the round bottom of the tube would fit almost perfectly into them. The rail beneath the tube provided the power while the outer rails provided stability and direction.  The sun had gone down, and three full moons shone brightly against a sky that was a deep reddish-blue with only a few of the brighter sta