What happens if you throw a crowbar into the toilet of a train at full speed? What will happen if you throw a crowbar into the toilet of a train at full speed What will happen to the toilet of a train

So, we went to the siding. They didn’t dare to experiment near the station, but at the Toplyaki junction they found a good flat area for dispersing the train, and the actual object of the experiment - an ancient compartment car for 36 seats, with the coat of arms of the USSR on board. An equally antique shunting diesel locomotive was used as a locomotive. I would like, of course, to assemble a more powerful train, but they did not unhook the pusher from the freight train - he had an hour left before departure.
So, the driver Stepanenko climbed into the cab of the locomotive. Evgeny and I settled comfortably in the outhouse of the attached compartment car. We prepared a piece of pipe, a crowbar and a shovel handle to throw it all into the toilet. Zhenya manually switched both arrows leading to the straight section and connecting the tracks with the next large siding.
- What, shall we drink before the flight? - he asked, with might and main slurping moonshine.
A drunk conductor, in principle, is not as dangerous as a drunk driver, but when alcohol and the driver took to the soul, I felt terrible, and I also drank a glass.
Rafail Stepanenko started the engine. The train set off so that the slipping discs gnashed. The shunting diesel locomotive managed to accelerate only up to seventy kilometers per hour, although according to subjective sensations, it was all one hundred and forty.
- Well... With God!!! - Yevgeny crossed himself, laying the handle from the shovel in the dalnyak and pressing the pedal.
A crack was heard. The handler bent over from a pedal strike on his leg. Something rumbled under the floor and fell silent.
- Passed, - I wiped the sweat from my forehead and waited for the worst.
- And now! - said Bargin, delighted and entering the role of a great tester. - Our deadly number! Throwing scrap into the toilet of a train at full speed!!!
I left the toilet and stood in the opening of one of the compartments. Zhenek put the crowbar into the toilet bowl and went to the toilet door. Now, instead of pressing the pedal, he hit it with a piece of pipe ...
There was a terrible thunder, as if several dozen cars collided with each other at full speed. The car shook, rocked, the floors cracked, everything rattled and vibrated. The brake pads screeched, and the train began to stop. My legs hurt because from below I was receiving methodical blows from a bouncing carriage. Bargin was cursing all this time, holding on to a table in the compartment.
- It worked!!! I screamed as the death train finally stopped.
- Your mother, could go downhill! Zhenya finally sobered up.
- Well, naturalists, are you alive? - asked the brave Rafail Stepanenko, climbing into the vestibule.
When examining the toilet, we found that the toilet bowl had cracked, a pair of fixing lugs had broken, the rest had been turned out with bolts. The pedal fell out of the crevice and lay bent nearby.
But the most important surprise awaited us at the exit of the car. One rim on the rear platform was deformed, the next one was not in place at all, only a dangling alternator belt was sticking out.
Several concrete sleepers crumbled, the rails on the side where the deformed wheel had passed looked like a giant file - all in notches and gouges. The total amount of damage caused to the railway amounted to one million rubles. But the trial did not take place. We, all together, unanimously, smeared the sleepers with cement mortar, tightened the rails, and returned the emergency car to a dead end. Generally speaking, it had not been used for at least ten years, so no one cared about its malfunction. Lol, by the way, was never found.

So I became curious and I decided to get to the bottom of the truth, returning yesterday from another trip to Russia.

I'm just sure that people with a fine mental organization should not look under the cut of this review.

Surely you once asked a similar question, well, at least according to Yandex query statistics, this is one of the most popular queries on the Internet, starting with the words "what if".

I don’t know how true this story is, I found it myself on the Internet, but the story is very far from the truth:

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At first, together with a familiar railway worker, Eugene, we poisoned tales about this and laughed merrily during a feast at the astonished guests. Then someone seriously reproached him for his unscientific approach, and proof was required that something terrible would happen. That something is really going to happen...
So, we went to the siding. They didn’t dare to experiment near the station, but at the siding they found a good flat area for dispersing the train, and the actual object of the experiment - an ancient compartment car for 36 seats, with the coat of arms of the USSR on board. An equally antique shunting diesel locomotive was used as a locomotive. I would like, of course, to assemble a more powerful train, but they did not unhook the pusher from the freight train - he had an hour left before departure.
So, the driver climbed into the cab of the locomotive. Evgeny and I settled comfortably in the outhouse of the attached compartment car. We prepared a piece of pipe, a crowbar and a shovel handle to throw it all into the toilet. Zhenya manually switched both arrows leading to the straight section and connecting the tracks with the next large siding.
- What, shall we drink before the flight? - he asked, with might and main slurping moonshine.
A drunk conductor, in principle, is not as dangerous as a drunk driver, but when alcohol and the driver took to the soul, I felt terrible, and I also drank a glass.
The driver started the engine. The train set off so that the slipping discs gnashed. The shunting diesel locomotive managed to accelerate only up to seventy kilometers per hour, although according to subjective sensations, it was all one hundred and forty.
- Well.. . With God!! ! Yevgeny crossed himself, putting a shovel handle into the dalnyak and pressing the pedal.
A crack was heard. The handler bent over from a pedal strike on his leg. Something rumbled under the floor and fell silent.
- Passed, - I wiped the sweat from my forehead and waited for the worst.
- And now! - said Eugene, delighted and entering the role of a great tester.

Our deadly number! Throwing a crowbar into the toilet of a train at full speed!! !

I left the toilet and stood in the opening of one of the compartments. Zhenek put the crowbar into the toilet bowl and went to the toilet door. Now, instead of pressing the pedal, he hit it with a piece of pipe ...
There was a terrible thunder, as if several dozen cars collided with each other at full speed. The car shook, rocked, the floors cracked, everything rattled and vibrated. The brake pads screeched, and the train began to stop. My legs hurt because from below I was receiving methodical blows from a bouncing carriage. Yevgeny all this time was swearing obsessively, holding on to a table in the compartment.
- It worked out!! ! I yelled as the death train finally stopped.
- Your mother, could go downhill! Zhenya finally sobered up.
- Well, naturalists, are you alive? - asked the brave machinist, climbing into the vestibule.
When examining the toilet, we found that the toilet bowl had cracked, a pair of fixing lugs had broken, the rest had been turned out with bolts. The pedal fell out of the crevice and lay bent nearby.
But the most important surprise awaited us at the exit of the car. One rim on the rear platform was deformed, the next one was not in place at all, only a dangling alternator belt was sticking out.
Several concrete sleepers crumbled, the rails on the side where the deformed wheel had passed looked like a giant file - all in notches and gouges. The total amount of damage caused to the railway amounted to one million rubles. But the trial did not take place. We, all together, unanimously, smeared the sleepers with cement mortar, tightened the rails, and returned the emergency car to a dead end. Generally speaking, it had not been used for at least ten years, so no one cared about its malfunction. Scrap, by the way, was never found.

So, when yesterday I looked into the toilet of an electric train, I found that it was already working on a completely different technology, one to one, like in an airplane. And at its very bottom, a divider is installed so that curious passengers do not even have the opportunity to repeat this experiment.

I even made a video.

And what other questions from the "what if" series have remained unanswered for you?

This question, once raised, has been of concern to many. At first, together with a railway worker I knew, Yevgeny Bargin, we told stories about this and laughed merrily at the amazed guests during the feast. Then someone seriously reproached him for his unscientific approach, and proof was required that something terrible would happen. That something is really going to happen...
So, we went to the siding. They didn’t dare to experiment near the station, but at the Toplyaki junction they found a good flat area for dispersing the train, and the actual object of the experiment - an ancient compartment car for 36 seats, with the coat of arms of the USSR on board. An equally antique shunting diesel locomotive was used as a locomotive. I would like, of course, to assemble a more powerful train, but they did not unhook the pusher from the freight train - he had an hour left before departure.

So, the driver Stepanenko climbed into the cab of the locomotive. Evgeny and I settled comfortably in the outhouse of the attached compartment car. We prepared a piece of pipe, a crowbar and a shovel handle to throw it all into the toilet. Zhenya manually switched both arrows leading to the straight section and connecting the tracks with the next large siding.

How about a drink before the flight? - he asked, with might and main slurping moonshine.

A drunk conductor, in principle, is not as dangerous as a drunk driver, but when alcohol and the driver took to the soul, I felt terrible, and I also drank a glass.

Rafail Stepanenko started the engine. The train set off so that the slipping discs gnashed. The shunting diesel locomotive managed to accelerate only up to seventy kilometers per hour, although according to subjective sensations, it was all one hundred and forty.

Well... With God!!! - Yevgeny crossed himself, laying the handle from the shovel in the dalnyak and pressing the pedal.

A crack was heard. The handler bent over from a pedal strike on his leg. Something rumbled under the floor and fell silent.

It passed, - I wiped the sweat from my forehead and waited for the worst.

And now! - said Bargin, delighted and entering the role of a great tester. - Our deadly number! Throwing scrap into the toilet of a train at full speed!!!

There was a terrible thunder, as if several dozen cars collided with each other at full speed. The car shook, rocked, the floors cracked, everything rattled and vibrated. The brake pads screeched, and the train began to stop. My legs hurt because from below I was receiving methodical blows from a bouncing carriage. Bargin was cursing all this time, holding on to a table in the compartment.

It worked!!! I screamed as the death train finally stopped.

Your mother, could go downhill! Zhenya finally sobered up.

Well, naturalists, are you alive? - asked the brave Rafail Stepanenko, climbing into the vestibule.

When examining the toilet, we found that the toilet bowl had cracked, a pair of fixing lugs had broken, the rest had been turned out with bolts. The pedal fell out of the crevice and lay bent nearby.

But the most important surprise awaited us at the exit of the car. One rim on the rear platform was deformed, the next one was not in place at all, only a dangling alternator belt was sticking out.

Several concrete sleepers crumbled, the rails on the side where the deformed wheel had passed looked like a giant file - all in notches and gouges. The total amount of damage caused to the railway amounted to one million rubles. But the trial did not take place. We, all together, unanimously, smeared the sleepers with cement mortar, tightened the rails, and returned the emergency car to a dead end. Generally speaking, it had not been used for at least ten years, so no one cared about its malfunction. Lol, by the way, was never found.

This story began in 2007. Then, in one of the LiveJournal communities, a question was asked that completely sounds like this: “What happens if you throw a crowbar into the toilet of a train at full speed?”. It was asked around June-July, and by the end of the year it became such a popular question that it became a leader in the most popular search engines Yandex and Google among other queries. Although older people claim that this question appeared even under the USSR, and all because in the toilet of the train one could often see scrap and for some reason some persons had a desire to throw it into the toilet.

Assumptions

There are many versions of this, but immediately take into account the fact that all these are just assumptions. So here's what people think and say:

Nothing will happen. The scrap will simply fall on the sleepers, and the train will go further along the intended path.

The crowbar will pop back and may bend.

The toilet will break into many small pieces, so much so that you won’t be able to pee until the end of the journey.

If scrap gets into a part of the rolling stock, then, probably, the train will simply go off the rails and the most real catastrophe will happen with the loss of human lives.

Nothing will happen to the crowbar, because it is made of too strong metal.

The scrap can break through the brake line, which in turn will lead to a train stop for several hours.

Nothing will happen, because the toilet bowl is not an ordinary hole at all, but a so-called knee. This was done just for the purpose of protection from various smart people.

"Real story

And we found this story in the vastness of Runet. How real it is, we do not know, but it does not sound quite believable.

So we have two main characters. Let's call them Lech and Borya. At that time, both worked on the railway as machinists. The question of what will happen to the crowbar, they were asked by friends a thousand times and each time they laughed it off about it. And then one day our characters decided to nevertheless conduct an experiment in order to understand what would happen and whether it would happen at all?

To do this, Lyokha and Borya went to the sidings, where there was an ancient decommissioned passenger car. It was decided to use a diesel locomotive as a pusher. Of course, it was decided to put the experiment away from the station - you never know what? ..

One of the characters gets into the cabin of the locomotive, and the second goes to the car to the toilet. The guys prepared in advance a handle from a shovel, a crowbar and a piece of a metal pipe. After a short acceleration, it was decided to start the experiment. First, a shovel handle flew into the pipe. At first, something rumbled somewhere under the car, after which the noise stopped. Our heroes breathed a sigh of relief.

Now came through the crowbar. Lekha stood up in the opening of one of the compartments, while Borya put a crowbar in the toilet bowl and hit the pedal with a piece of pipe ... The speed of the train at that time was about 70 kilometers per hour. There was such a thunder, as if there had been an accident involving several dozen cars! There was a terrible noise around the car, everything vibrated, cracked and shook. A few seconds later, the train slowly began to stop ... By the way, by this moment Borya managed to retire from the toilet.

When there was a complete stop, it was decided to inspect the toilet stall. As it turned out, the pedal fell out of its groove, the toilet bowl split into several parts, and the bolts on which it was held were torn off. However, it was one of the smallest troubles. As soon as they got out of the car, our experimenters discovered that one rim was missing, the other turned out to be bent, the rails did not deform, but began to resemble a huge file due to the large number of notches. Several sleepers were also damaged. As for the scrap, for some reason it was not possible to find it.

Once again, we don’t know if this story is real, but we don’t advise you to repeat the above in any case, as this can turn into big problems for you.