Observers claim their percussive wingbeats sound like a freight-train, prompting the title using a word from the local language of the Malayalam people. Cavernous casques, absence of underwing coverts, and demonstrative devotion to their mates who remain ensconced in sealed tree cavities while incubating their eggs, all serve to secure them formidable status in the avian world. Yet in the midst of vanishing habitat, their value is lost to that of the price of lumber and promise of agricultural commerce. The complicated forces at play have yielded somewhat recently, offering promise for better times. However, reverence to these fine creatures of the sky can only be assured through continued discussion and thoughtful debate. The client who collaborated with me on this piece, contributes substantially to the well being of these fine birds. My intent was to represent them in a manner that inspires others in their own small way, to do the same.