Jojon, Not Jones

I squeezed my bag to my stomach and ran. The train was going faster and faster. People were jumping on and reaching back to help others. I finally got to the tracks and was runnning as hard as I could. I looked up into the boxcar and saw Bugs.
He screamed, "Jojon, throw me your bag, throw me your bag!"
I used both hands to throw my suitcase at the train. Bugs caught it and as he set it behind him the blue flyer blew out of the twine and fluttered outside the door. But it was like a miracle, the flyer flipped over three times and landed right in my hand. I slowed down put it in my pocket.
Bugs reached one arm out and screamed, "Jon, don't stop! Run!!!"