Takabisha at Fuji-Q Highland, the world’s steepest rollercoaster.
Remember how I KIND OF got turned into a roller coaster enthusiast in the span of one afternoon? Well.
THIS. LOOKS. EPIC.
I can’t really tell what’s going on in the beginning because it’s so dark, but it looks like there is some Ride going on before the REAL RIDE starts, and that’s always exciting. But what in the devil is that mechanism that takes the ride from gentle roll to bullet train in 3 seconds? Crazy! The best part is that pause in the middle. I mean, the ride would totally feel over. You’re back to the station, it was a good time, let’s go home. But no, the Big Deal hasn’t even come yet.
Amazing design. I would probably scream my face off and I was wondering why it was so quiet. I just figured the Japanese were some super-polite coaster-riders…then I realized there was nobody on it and this was just a press preview.
Oops. My bad. Just a little minor racism for your Tuesday evening, nothing major.
I remember a point in my childhood when I really really loved going to Carowinds, which is the amusment park on the NC/SC border close to where I grew up. Roller coasters were so cool! When our first stand-up roller coaster opened, I remember thinking it was quite possibly the most awesomest thing ever to happen on the planet aside from Dominique Dawes’ floor routine at the 1992 Olympics. (Shannon Miller who? I am still Team Awesome Dawesome.)
Anyway. Fast forward 12 years to present day and I have not been closer to a roller coaster than an interstate exit ramp. ”I can see you from my car, cruising up the highway, but I’m not about pay $60 to get on you and relive my childhood.” And I developed a fear of heights somewhere in there too.
But I forreal went to Six Flags yesterday and almost lost my life riding roller coasters all day.
This is what you look like after you get hit by a bird while riding a roller coaster.
