Prologue

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Hello I got this little notebook with about 40 pages on my birthday my son got it for me and my other one got me a spare incase the first one ran out of pages. I am John Beckmen I drive Henry the famous Number 3 engine on the island of sodor seems like the engines are famous but not the drivers. I laugh every time someone recognize me since no one nobody knows the drivers on sodor But Barry thinks we should be famous as well but Henry is kind and had a rebuilt recently he used to be slow and weak but now he's fast and strong thanks to welsh coal. I will document on anything weird or strange or some feats we have done anyways we have a goods train to do. 

| 5:41 PM | 

We pulled the goods train lets just say Henry had flashbacks when he crashed but now we started to head back from the docks.  Hopefully we can get some rest after the express is done after all Gordon does pull it. But the passengers are huge so the second one which was us was needed. We headed over to knapford to pull it we predicted we will rest at 10:30 pm as it was getting dark. Since it was 5:50 we coupled up to the coaches and start to head to elsbridge and then we tried to break Gordon's record we were close but almost went off the rails. We went to Gordon's hill. funny Story how it was called so I will write later on


|9:51 PM | 

Well we finished with the express early surprisingly a passenger gave us a wooden carving of henry we started to head home from vicarstown  but we saw some wolfs on the way with red eyes and look like they were on a trance but we didn't mind it we just went over it
We ran into Thomas while heading back him and henry had a chat then we helped thomas go up Gordon's hill since he's slow with trucks and vans and wagons we shunted them and ran into James who wanted a race we did until elsbridge he went the other path we met edward there as well so  they both chatted and then finally we went to tidmouth sheds. Tomorrow would be a good day hopefully so me and Barry headed our separate ways  to our houses.

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