(With homage to Greg Easterbrook, who writes about the football gods on NFL.com.) After 32 years of N scale, I must bow down in homage to the track gods. I was once an agnostic, laying down my accidents to chance; now I am a firm believer. The track gods do not suffer boasters. A while ago I boasted that my track work was so good that trains would run for 36 hours straight. Since then, trains never ran for more than a minute without being hit by a lightning bolt and jumping off the track. The track gods do not suffer long trains for long. Once I ran a 60-car freight a few times through my loop without incident, thus proving that I could run long trains; the track gods caused a massive pile-up on the next loop. And have continued since then. The track gods do not suffer Kato PAs. I fiddled with track for ages making my Kato PAs run perfectly, and crowed about my success; then I tried them in reverse. Zzzzt! The track gods do not suffer temperature extremes in the train room. To conserve energy, I've let my train room get cold when I am not around. Then I heat it up when I'm going to be in it for a few hours. This has caused two kinks, and one vertical dip in the last few months. But my heating and electrical bills were getting out of hand! I protested. Tough luck, they replied. The track gods are hyper-sensitive about cleanliness. They put little reminders in your ears, and in your voltmeters and ampmeters, when things are not clean. Then they stall a train when you ignore them. The track gods like BIG pile-ups, just to humiliate you in front of guests. Nothing will happen until your longest train is near the top of your steepest grade and then--Runaway! Downhill, our modern cars will reach lightspeed in a few seconds, then pancake because you put a switch just before the entrance to a bridge. If they are really feeling nasty,e runaway will pancake in the middle of a through truss bridge, thus leading to the tedious deployment of all sorts of long hooks, pushers, and many bad words. I have angered the track gods. Have you? And how do I appease them?