I will go on any ride, but water slides can fuck right off, if my body is travelling at stupid speeds I want it to be nice and secure pinned to a seat.
People really under estimate the speed involved in things like this.
In September I did one of those stupid mud-runs. It was 7 km, up and down a ski hill featuring 40 obstacles. To be fair, the obstacles were for the most part quite difficult but one of them was a glorified slip n' slide down the ski hill for a few hundred feet.
My sister-in-law went before me and as she arrived at the bottom the attendant running the thing told me to go. I expressed my concern that there was still a participant in the way but she assured me that the timing was right and the system had been working all day.
I went too soon.
I'm not exaggerating when I tell you that I have
never moved so fast in my life. After hearing several horror stories of damaged coccyx's I went head first on my knees and elbows. I was goddamn Barry Allan barreling towards the bottom of the hill faster than you can say "Shit...he fast".
My sister-in-law got up...then she slipped. I was probably 50 feet away when I realized I would probably hit her. There is no hyperbole when I say this: I thought I would cripple her for life. She had fallen backwards back onto the sheet and was struggling to get up while I was rocketing toward her at an exceedingly unsafe pace. I screamed for her to get out of the way...people watching the event were yelling at her to move but she wasn't able to. I tried so hard to avoid her / push her out of the way / deflect the pain that I ended up Supermaning her right in the hip with the tips of my fingers.
She got up, looked at me and laughed.
Me? I finished the race. But it's been two months later and I can't grip a goddamn thing. Turning the ignition on my car hurts. Pressing buttons on an ATM is agony. I've had an x-ray and apparently nothing is broken, but I'm an old arthritic man.
TL;DR: Shit is fast, yo.
