I may change a few things around here and there, but it’s pretty much done. That bit around the Lakeland, FL station is held together with spit, twine, and the will of the Almighty. I still have some concerns about colorblindness legibility & whatnot that I might get sorted later.
Based off this and this. Ostensibly dates from some indeterminate point in the late 60s, early 70s, might as well be timeless. Just one portion of a personal wishlist re: rail transit in North America. Will happen in meatspace when pigs fly. Indulge me.