As I step into the train, and the lap bar comes down, I know what is to come. The bar pushes against my shins and I begin to brace for the ride. My br...
As I step into the train, and the lap bar comes down, I know what is to come. The bar pushes against my shins and I begin to brace for the ride. My brother and I summit the lift hill, and stare at the first drop. As we crest the peak, negative G forces force our shins into the metal bar and I feel pain shoot through them. We plummet as a scream of pain exits my mouth. We execute a right turn, and go into the hairpins. Turn, trim. Turn, trim. Turn, trim. Turn, trim. Another drop, more agony. Turn, trim. Turn, trim. Another drop, more pain. The brakes come, and though they also hurt, I thank every god that ever has and ever will exist. Zeus, Athena, Ra, Allah, Jesus, Brahman, Buddha, and many more. Please tear down and replace with a Mack giga.
There's something beautiful about how bad this ride is. Watching the train bang side to side like it doesn't fit the track as screams of pain echo off...
There's something beautiful about how bad this ride is. Watching the train bang side to side like it doesn't fit the track as screams of pain echo off the cracked asphalt of my home park is awe inspiring. It's impressive that Vekoma was able to create something this bad. I hope that when they inevitably decide to replace this with a giga, they scrap down the metal and turn it into an iron maiden so that it can keep torturing people.
