Apparently the gunman or gunmen jumped on the train after the shooting, got off somewhere else in Munich and started shooting again.
I'm at a happy point in my life where I've done enough, and seen enough, to fill 10 lives ..... I do not fear my inevitable death. I'm also crazy enough, believe me lads, where I'd calmly put my car in first, floor the pedal and smash into any fiicker dressed in black acting Billy Bigbollix ........ just like the bloke at Glasgow airport I'd be straight on the fiicker and kick him to death before the police could stop me.
Regarding that incident the following is taken from Wikipedia! It made me chuckle........ 'Another man exited the car and ran into the terminal building while he was on fire and began writhing on the ground, before being kicked in the testicles by an airport employee, John Smeaton who was awarded the Queen's Gallantry Medal for his heroism.' Imagine the absolute horror of being on fire thinking the pain can not possibly get any worse, then someone strolls over and kicks you in the bollocks!
I've walked through London, Liverpool, Leeds, etc, after a few pints, praying that some fiicker would try to mug me. It would give me the perfect excuse to let loose on them ......... 'self defence officer, he deserved everything he got'. "Yes Mr Smug, that's fair enough and no mistake."
I cant think of a better definition of the term 'kicking a man whilst he's down.' 'So Mr Smeaton, how was it that you come to win the Queen's Gallantry Medal?' 'Well there was this bloke on fire.........so I kicked him in the bollocks!'