Why yes, I did just play on the title of an Anberlin song with no intention of talking about Anberlin at all. I also considered titling this post "Nobody Deserves to See Their Son Die," but I figured that was a bit of a depressing title considering this about to be about roller coasters.
You read that right.
This year saw the deaths of three of the roller coasters that have always had special places in my heart. None of them were my favorite, or even close, or really even worthy to be anybody's favorites, but they're all something that I'm going to miss. Son of Beast, at Kings Island, was one of the roller coasters that made me feel like a badass. Yeah, it was rough. It was worse than Mean Streak at Cedar Point. But I could handle it. That and it was monstrous. It just looked really cool, even if it wasn't a very good roller coaster. Wildcat, at Cedar point, was probably the most underrated ride I've ever rode. Its quick turns, fast hills, and countless weightless moments made it worth the wait every time. It was classic! And Disaster Transport at Cedar Point... Well, I'm gonna be honest, it really wasn't that much fun. BUT, the building was air conditioned, and that was enough to capture my heart. It was also the only well themed ride there.
I just wanted to take this opportunity to be depressed about that. Sorry, no real substance here. Just being obsessed with roller coasters all over again.
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