
I have recently discovered that the fun of roller coasters has faded with my old age. I think I can trace is back to the day I rode the Superman ride at Geauga Lake. This particular roller coaster starts you laying on your back. When the ride starts you are flipped under the tracks and are now riding on your stomach with just the ground beneath you like you are flying, hence the name Superman.
Well, when I got on, the ride was delayed due to some malfunction. The operators came around for a third time to check everyone's harnesses. Naturally, I assumed someone's harness wasn't properly secured so the ride wouldn't start. Then, just as the ride started to move forward, some smart alec red neck in line yelled at me, "Your harness is broke!!!", with a look of horror in his eyes. The entire ride I held on for dear life, afraid if I let go my harness would release and I would fall to my death.
Before that, I loved roller coasters. My friends and I spent the entire "Band Day at Cedar Point" riding all 15 roller coasters. I waited the extra half an hour in line to get the premium front or back seat. I convinced all of my scared friends that roller coasters where fun and they should ride them with me. I put my hands up on every hill and kept my eyes wide open.
Look who's scared now, wimp. During the only scary roller coaster I rode during our recent trip to Cedar Point I had my eyes closed on every hill, held on for dear life, and screamed. Although, it was the
Maverick, the video doesn't do it justice.
I'm getting old.
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