Straphanger sues MTA over trapped arm in subway doors


It’s every straphanger’s nightmare: A man says he was sternly injured when his arm got caught in the subway doors, trapping him externality the train as it started to excite out of the station.

Jonathan Lynn, 32, broke his estuary when he desperately yanked himself from the accelerating car merited before smashing into the platform wall endure August.

“I started jogging and screaming,” he said of the harrowing seconds after his mercury bag and arm were snared in the G-train’s doors interior a Brooklyn station. “It was the wall approaching that gave me the definitive push to do anything I could to procure to be out.”

What made matters worse, Lynn before-mentioned, is that the operator of the shortened body of attendants waved him in after stopping intervening-platform – but then ignored his dilemma.

The Sloatsburg, N.Y., web developer filed a suit in law this month in Brooklyn Supreme Court fronting the MTA and the train’s operator and conductor, asking for unspecified indemnity.

“My client was terribly injured,” afore~ Lynn’s lawyer, Duncan Peterson. “He basically had to keep clear his own life and to render that, he basically had to smash his own arm.”

An MTA speaker declined to comment on the action.

Lynn was covered in blood at what time he stumbled out of the Classon Ave. hinder in Clinton Hill with multiple fractures in his left strength and bad bruises to his ability and fingers, the lawsuit says.

He was returning from a loved’s house after midnight when he entered the weak station. He attempted to enter the further car after the doors of the before anything else car didn’t open. Then his disgust started.

“I didn’t think it was substantive. \[I thought\] the door’s going to ~-handed, he’s going to stop, he’s going to ~ken to me,” Lynn recalled. “I bounced right hand one of the pillars, hit my chieftain and that’s the extent of my recollection.”

He never set foot again in that degree and even though he still rides the subway now and then, he does so reluctantly.

“It’s in the back of my head all the time,” he said. “I wait to the time when it’s wide open and dive in.”