Drag Style

Yesterday, despite the near ninety degree heat I hit up for some rides, rides and more rides at Cedar Point. I love me some roller coasters. A couple pissed off my stomach a bit, all of them made my head spin and I think it's safe to say that I probably came close to a hear attack a couple of times. Without a doubt, my favorite is Top Thrill Dragster, which I like to call Rocket Coaster. It's so fucking fast. 120MPH in 3.8ish seconds. I don't even know how to describe the fastness. It literally sucks the breath out of you and plasters you back against your seat. I pretty much find myself waiting to explode or implode or vaporize or something and then just as quickly as it started, it's over. And you're alive.

Awesome.

As you wait in line you see people at the end of the ride and more often than not they look at each other as the adrenaline fades, with a look of disbelief on their face. The disbelief that they are still alive I think. Then quickly they usually laugh of scream or high-five or whatever because they've fooled the grim reaper and are also slightly embarrassed at the idea that they briefly thought they were going to be dead.

Anyway, if you like going really fast and/or having the shit scared out of you hit yourself up some Rocket Coaster. I already want more.