As I approached the first distant signal (a Hungarian Előjelző ), it showed green. Good. I passed it. Then, 300 meters later, the main signal— Főjelző —snapped to red.
I’d chosen a night freight: , from Székesfehérvár to Komárom. Locomotive: V43 1133, the Szögletes Kigyó ("Angular Snake"), in its faded blue-and-cream livery. Cargo: twenty-one hoppers of bauxite. A simple run. Sixty-seven kilometers. Two hours at most. msts hungary
Then, Komárom approach. Final signal: green. As I approached the first distant signal (a
And somewhere near Bicske, the ghost train still waited, its cab empty, its signal eternally red. 300 meters later
The V43’s electric hum—a flat, looped .wav file—drone-droned as I accelerated past the yard limit. First challenge: the single-track section. The timetable said "clear path." But MSTS had other plans.
