A not-so-nice roller coaster ride. |
Bite or sting, I cannot say for sure, but it pained, and memories endure even though so many years have passed. O those roller coasters! See how fast they plunge, clacking on the rails to send thrills to riders even ‘round the bend! We were not yet teens, one summer day, going to Idora Park* to play-- roller coasters were the greatest thrill. The park had two coasters on the bill; we chose the Jack Rabbit first to ride as we felt such excitement inside. We were fearless, so we picked the first coaster car to ride in, we had a thirst for thrills, we were more than glad to lead. Up to the top, then picking up speed down the first hill as we lost our brain; when all of a sudden, there was pain. A nail in the pit of my tummy! This ride just started, I felt crummy and wanted to de-car, but was stuck. One coaster ride that was an epoch; doubled over, sick, with tears flowing as the Jack Rabbit kept a-going. After agonizing hill and turn, it ended, I felt my stomach burn as Michael helped me out of the car. Locating a first-aid station far at the other end, they treated me for injury I think was a bee. *Idora Park was an amusement park of note in northeastern Ohio, now long since gone. [SR: 9] (Lines: 30) |