Back when he was young and immortal stupid my father hopped a passenger train and ‘ride the blinds’ – between the tender and baggage car – to what he thought would the next town about twenty minutes away. Instead it was an express and it was more than an hour and a half at speeds much higher than he wanted.
When he finally got off his legs were jelly and he had to lie down for a while before figuring out how to get back. He stuck to freights after that, and not often.
The only thing that stops a bad guy with a car is a good guy with a car.
Are you Vin Diesel?
Wayne “Diesel” LaPierre
In college, I caught a freight on the tracks that go through NC State. The railroad goes through the middle of campus at a .5% incline about a mile from the depot, so the train is going slow enough to catch. I held on for about ninety minutes until Greensboro. That was hard and scary enough. I can’t imagine holding on at highway speeds for a couple of hours.
How’d you get back to Raleigh? That’s too far to walk.
Called the fraternity house from a payphone.
A big advantage freight trains back then was the doors on box cars were easier to open, inside and out, so you could ride inside the car. Modern cars with their plug doors are fussier to open from outside and if closed completely so as not to be noticed, cannot be opened from inside.
The thing nowadays is to hitch on the end platform of a covered hopper.
Called Andy. Or maybe Barney.
Fraternity house? That explains it. Was beer involved in this incident in any way?
Not this particular instance. When we bought thirty tubs of Crisco and greased the rails, OTOH.
I agree, hence my followup statement 
Read this quickly and was like “huh? How are we detaining one sixth of a person?”
he must have been sitting on the mansfield bar
Amazingly NOT Florida Man or in Florida. But, tragic consequences…
Truly, a sad part is we can’t ask him how “doing a handstand on the 15th floor balcony during a hurricane” became something to try.
So, is this a hurricane-related death?
No, he was going straight down, not sideways.
When I was a kid, some genius decided to climb the Regency Towers in Myrtle Beach, going balcony to balcony.
He fell.
I assume you’re not familiar with Ohio’s nickname being “Florida of the North”.
They’re actively trying to become Florida.
How did that end?