Hall of Fame

Nobody is put here by us. Every rare and legendary ending files its own entry the moment the door hands it over, under the name on the ticket or under the number if there was no name.

17: people have been through the door
0: of them ended up on this wall
none: prizes handed out, ever

A crowd in hats and fur coats standing in a line in the snow outside the White House, 1909 — A line outside the White House in 1909, for a handshake. People have always been willing to stand for an hour to be told hello.

What came out of the door

The wall is bare. Nothing rare has happened yet, which is statistically how it should be most of the time.

Audubon's 1834 plate of a mallard duck — Audubon drew this mallard in 1834. The duck behind the door is not this duck, but it is the same idea.

A long queue of people in coats and hats waiting to be fed, New York City, 1932 — New York, 1932. Every one of these people was waiting for something. This is the version where that part is optional.

A door at the bottom of the Idrija mercury mine, opening onto a tunnel. Ten seconds, on a loop, going nowhere.

The rare ones, and the patient ones

Two lists. On the left, what the door has handed over least often. On the right, the people who stood there longest before it handed them anything at all.

Rarest so far

Nothing rare yet.

Waited longest for nothing

Geralt5s
Oki5s
No. 124s
Daimos3s
Dil3s
Nikos3s
No. 132s
No. 51s

There is one line and one door.

The only way onto this page is to stand in it like everybody else, and then be unlucky in the right direction.

Take a number

A 1940 building under a sign reading Department of Motor Vehicles, with a long queue of people down the street — The Department of Motor Vehicles, Los Angeles, 1940. The queue goes down the street and around the corner, as queues do.