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Two years on this roller coaster. He must be, can't be, tall enough to ride this ride. So he operates it. Taunting us daily. The slow climbs, terrifying drops. Each turn more forceful, causing uncontrolled laughs, screams, gasps. This can't go any faster. Says who? White knuckles trying, barely holding on. We control nothing. Best. Ride. Ever.



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