Gun Hill Road is a station on the IRT Dyre Avenue Line of the New York City Subway, located at the intersection of Gun Hill Road and Seymour Avenue in the Baychester and Allerton sections of The Bronx. It is served by the 5 train at all times.
Originally opened on May 29, 1912 as a local station of the New York, Westchester and Boston Railway, the station was closed on December 12, 1937 when the NYW&B went bankrupt. In 1940, the City of New York purchased the right-of-way from the Bronx county line southward. In 1941, a shuttle service was implemented between Eastchester – Dyre Avenue and East 180th Street using IRT gate cars. In 1957, a physical connection was made to the IRT White Plains Road Line, and through service provided.
The station has two side platforms with three tracks and space for a fourth. It's in an open-cut. The street (Gun Hill Road) is above the northern part of the station. The entrance is at street level.
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