There are no "accidents" on the tracks. Trains do not hunt people down. It is they who put themselves in harm's way and it is they who are responsible to keep themselves in the clear, safe, in one piece and alive.
And of course there are stupid people out there, but that is just Nature's way of thinning the herd, such as a play "chicken" with the train. That's totally pussy. Want a real thrill? Go play chicken with the semi trucks on the freeway. Too dangerous you say? Morons.
I actually knew a man who struck and killed his own daughter. She had gotten the new at the time "Walkman" cassette player for Christmas. Ear phones on, hood drawn tight for the cold January day sealed her fate as she was walking to school along the tracks. About two years later he ate a pistol barrel, but not before watching his marriage crumble, losing the house, rarely working, etc. So, I'd say he died with his daughter that day. It just took a couple of years to happen.
And in addition, there was a grade crossing fatality in a town to the east wherein one of the police officers arrived on the scene of the event found his daughter in the mangled wreckage.
I know a guy who killed eight teenagers in a pleasure van on graduation night. He too was changed forever. He also nailed a car at a crossing and killed an old woman. He was beginning to think his Karma was after him.
I could go on, but I think all can get the picture with these words.
I was lucky. An engineer will kill three people in a 30 year career, statistically. I had none of my own, so I guess the guy who was on the train on graduation night got my three.... his three and two of someone else's three. And for those reasons I bang the safety drum at every opportunity. Therefore, thanks for providing me this small soapbox.
Now, tell someone. You may be saving a life.
The mantra remains: "Look, Listen and Live."