Went to Six Flags with the firm last night after work. We only had a couple of hours to run around and be crazy but it was still fun. One ride called the Titan has a sick drop at the beginning that was absolutely thrilling. The not-so-cool part was the corkscrew. I’m not talking about a corkscrew that propels you parallel to the ground like the old Ultra Twister at Astroworld; this one went down perpendicularly towards the ground, and was the followed by another corkscrew that took you up. The Gs force you down into your seat and your arms, formerly up, are pushed down into your lap. This is not a good feeling.
The one ride I refused to do had a similar effect. The Superman Tower of Power is essentially a vertical drop ride that fires you up on a huge tower and plunges you straight back down, and then back up, and then back down, and then back up, and then back down. Your feet hang as you’re propelled up an down along a tower. Ain’t no way I was riding that thing. My stomach would have kept moving while the rest of me went the other way. I don’t mind heights. The way I see it, if I’m going to risk my life by falling to the ground, I’d rather it be a uni-directional thing. Just down. You’re not getting me to go back up again. Case in point: throw me out of a plane and I’m ok. But try to yank me back up and I’m not so happy.
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Now, see, I'm the opposite. I have bungee jumped, which I rather enjoyed, in part because I was connected to something. Jumping out of a plane scares the snot out of me, because I'm connected to nothing, except a parachute, and I'm terrified it won't open.
Posted by Steve | February 10, 2007 8:16 PM
Posted on February 10, 2007 20:16