These fools be crazy with the heat. Our train was late getting in because we share a track with the Amtrack which was late leaving. All of us walk-up riders were waiting on the platform in direct 102 degree sunlight. Yes, that’s pretty darn hot. The scorching rays must have melted all manners because people were in such a hurry to beat the DART riders, whom had just pulled up on the light rail, onto the TRE that an old lady tried shoving me out of the way just to get on first. Nice, Gramma, nice.