A loud voice two seats ahead of them proclaimed that they were about to make Templeton's Curve.

The man was talking to his companion.
"They shot up a hundred thousand pounds of black powder an' dynamite to make way for two hundred feet of steel on that curve," he explained in a voice heard all over the car.

"They say you could hear the explosion fifty miles away.

Jack Templeton was near-sighted, an' he didn't see a rock coming down on him that was half as big as a house.

I helped scrape up what was left of 'im an' we planted him at this end of the curve.