hollar if you were out there benching and painting when there wasnt shit running!!!
Funny how I remember sitting on a pretty busy line, and just as you say would be lucky to even see tags on the cars passing, now almost 15 years later I work right next to the same line, and when they roll through you are lucky to see a clean car. Some of the smaller local yards would let me walk the outside lines, and I would just hope to catch shit. The CN's and CP's were my best luck at cathcing anything, along with a handful of local writers that were doing their thing...