A few years back, my biking buddies and I were hanging at a Starbucks near a train station. A bunch of us were talking when we drowned out by the sirens of emergency vehicles. They were heading for the station. We found out later that a 95 year old man riding his bike had been hit by the train while crossing the tracks. Turns out the old guy committed suicide.
Don’t get me wrong, it was very sad. But that isn’t really the best way to go. With a train, there’s always the chance you’ll survive. Besides, if you’re 95 and still riding a bike, and you like taking chances, why not go for broke? If it were me, I’d go with some blow and a hooker and see what happens. There’s always a chance that won’t kill you either, but at least it’s fun trying.