text_original: To one unaccustomed to the powers of London drivers, it would have seemed nothing short of madness to drive full tilt into the mass that blocked the streets at this point. But the firemen did it. They reined up a little, it is true, just as a hunter does in gathering his horse together for a rush at a stone wall, but there was nothing like an approach to stopping.
text_transcription: TO ONE UNACCUSTOMED TO THE POWERS OF LONDON DRIVERS IT WOULD HAVE SEEMED NOTHING SHORT OF MADNESS TO DRIVE FULL TILT INTO THE MASS THAT BLOCKED THE STREETS AT THIS POINT BUT THE FIREMAN DID IT THEY REINED UP A LITTLE IT IS TRUE JUST AS A HUNTER DOES AND GATHERING HIS HORSE TOGETHER FOR A RUSH AT A STONE WALL BUT THERE WAS NOTHING LIKE AN APPROACH TO STOPPING
phonemes: tə wˈʌn ʌnɐkˈʌstəmd tə ðə pˈaʊɚz ʌv lˈʌndən dɹˈaɪvɚz, ɪt wʊdhɐv sˈiːmd nˈʌθɪŋ ʃˈɔːɹt ʌv mˈædnəs tə dɹˈaɪv fˈʊl tˈɪlt ˌɪntʊ ðə mˈæs ðæt blˈɑːkt ðə stɹˈiːts æt ðɪs pˈɔɪnt. bˌʌt ðə fˈaɪɚmɛn dˈɪd ɪt. ðeɪ ɹˈeɪnd ˌʌp ɐ lˈɪɾəl, ɪɾ ɪz tɹˈuː, dʒˈʌst æz ɐ hˈʌntɚ dˈʌz ɪn ɡˈæðɚɹɪŋ hɪz hˈɔːɹs təɡˌɛðɚ fɚɹɚ ɹˈʌʃ æɾə stˈoʊn wˈɔːl, bˌʌt ðɛɹwˌʌz nˈʌθɪŋ lˈaɪk ɐn ɐpɹˈoʊtʃ tə stˈɑːpɪŋ.