One night one the way home from my mother-in-law's (I was newly married) my husband and I took a different route. There was a blinking light ahead (the kind you see at railroad crossings). As we came upon it, I screamed "Aren't you going to stop for the train?" My husband slammed on the brakes, even though there was no train in sight and there were no tracks crossing the road. He said he thought maybe one had derailed or something and was coming across the field (it was a country road). Anyway, I have no idea what those lights were for, but we laughed all the way home. We still talk about it today and I'd hate to tell you how many years ago that was!