Thursday, December 8, 2011

Death trap you don't want to stop riding.

The screams from the people in the ride pierce your ears like a course of high pitch whistles. The long wait is agonizingly slow, and the ice cold breeze doesn’t help your nerves. The click of the safety bar tells you that you are locked in a death trap. You can almost smell the fear in the air as you go up at a pace slower than a drowsy turtle. You can taste the horror of the thousands before you as you reach the top. For a moment your heart stops as you look down at the million mile drop. Then you go down as fast as a jack rabbit in a motorcycle being chased by cops. You can see blurred images coming at you at 100 miles an hour; hear high pitched screams of the little girls as you go upside down. At the top of the loop, you feel gravity shut off complete. Then turns are as fast as jet airplane, every time you go around one, you almost slide right out of your seat. The bumps are like a ATV ride in a jungle. As the ride stops, you can’t wait to go on the rollercoaster again.

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