So, roller coasters.
Yeah.
Roller coasters.
Yeaaaaah man.
Roller coasters.
...
Where on earth do I start?
Hmmm... Maybe if I flew to the moon, all would be explained! HAHAHAHAHahahahahahahahahahahahaha...hahahahaha...hahahaha...hahaha...haha...ha...h...a.... That was bad. I apologize...
Ahem, now then. Roller coasters. I love these things so freaking much that I wrote and performed a speech about them. I know, obsession. We all have some of those, though, don't we?
I dunno.
More to the point, I'm OBSESSED WITH ROLLER COASTERS!!!! AGH! YOU DON'T SEEM TO UNDERSTAND MY LOVE RIGHT NOW!!!
*phew* Okay, calm down. I need to get a point across rather than this (^) randomness.
The point. The point is that if you haven't ridden a roller coaster, you need to. Oh, the wind in your face, the woosh of the structure flying by, crests and loops where you can look out over the whole park, the joy of weightlessness coming over the top of a crest, the laughter of a good ride, the surge of adrenaline... Oooooh, it's magical!
And if you're scared, take a look at me. For the longest time, I was terrified of roller coasters, and refused to ride one. However, when I was (I think) twelve, I finally agreed to try a large, non-inverted wooden coaster. This ride went by the name of Roar and is located at Six Flags Discovery Kingdom, California. I was shaking, frightened, very unsure of my decision. But my dad talked me through it, and by the end I was laughing and screaming and needed to ride it again. And advance to bigger, faster, crazier rides.
And advance I did. I quickly went on to ride Medusa, same park, just metal and fast and mad and has seven inversions. And advance and advance and advance. From Medusa to Boomerang (goes both forwards and backwards), to Vertical Velocity (pure madness), Tony Hawk's Big Spin (aaaaaaaah!), and then on to Magic Mountain where I discovered my favorite coaster, Tatsu, and to Disneyland where I found my second and third favorites, Space Mountain and California Screaming! Not only did these roller coasters get bigger and badder, they also opened the door to new rides, such as drop rides (i.e. Tower of Terror in Disneyland). I no longer have a fear of any ride whatsoever. I'll happily leap aboard the newest, biggest, fastest, most frightening, most nauseating challenge a ride designer can offer. Bring it on! YEAAH!
Yeah.
Roller coasters.
Yeaaaaah man.
Roller coasters.
...
Where on earth do I start?
Hmmm... Maybe if I flew to the moon, all would be explained! HAHAHAHAHahahahahahahahahahahahaha...hahahahaha...hahahaha...hahaha...haha...ha...h...a.... That was bad. I apologize...
Ahem, now then. Roller coasters. I love these things so freaking much that I wrote and performed a speech about them. I know, obsession. We all have some of those, though, don't we?
I dunno.
More to the point, I'm OBSESSED WITH ROLLER COASTERS!!!! AGH! YOU DON'T SEEM TO UNDERSTAND MY LOVE RIGHT NOW!!!
*phew* Okay, calm down. I need to get a point across rather than this (^) randomness.
The point. The point is that if you haven't ridden a roller coaster, you need to. Oh, the wind in your face, the woosh of the structure flying by, crests and loops where you can look out over the whole park, the joy of weightlessness coming over the top of a crest, the laughter of a good ride, the surge of adrenaline... Oooooh, it's magical!
And if you're scared, take a look at me. For the longest time, I was terrified of roller coasters, and refused to ride one. However, when I was (I think) twelve, I finally agreed to try a large, non-inverted wooden coaster. This ride went by the name of Roar and is located at Six Flags Discovery Kingdom, California. I was shaking, frightened, very unsure of my decision. But my dad talked me through it, and by the end I was laughing and screaming and needed to ride it again. And advance to bigger, faster, crazier rides.
And advance I did. I quickly went on to ride Medusa, same park, just metal and fast and mad and has seven inversions. And advance and advance and advance. From Medusa to Boomerang (goes both forwards and backwards), to Vertical Velocity (pure madness), Tony Hawk's Big Spin (aaaaaaaah!), and then on to Magic Mountain where I discovered my favorite coaster, Tatsu, and to Disneyland where I found my second and third favorites, Space Mountain and California Screaming! Not only did these roller coasters get bigger and badder, they also opened the door to new rides, such as drop rides (i.e. Tower of Terror in Disneyland). I no longer have a fear of any ride whatsoever. I'll happily leap aboard the newest, biggest, fastest, most frightening, most nauseating challenge a ride designer can offer. Bring it on! YEAAH!
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