The ride started off in a huge rush. It felt like my face was going to be ripped off by the force, but luckily it stayed intact. The first big slope came and we slowly rose to the top, before plummeting down to the ground, lightning fast. I felt like I was going to die, I felt like I was going to hit the ground and become well known as the worlds biggest human pancake. Things didn't get better, at one point on the ride, we spun in all sorts of directions and I thought I might of had to greet my lunch again. Occasionally, it would stop suddenly, causing me to fly forwards and feel as if all my internal organs had come out of my mouth. It was the last big slope until the finish line. By now I felt like my lunch might come out the right way, only a bit to early. (He's gonna shit himself). We headed down, I screamed at the top of my lungs and probably deafened ninety percent of the nearby watchers. Suddenly, it stopped. I had survived this traumatising event. If I can tell you one thing, it's that I am happy to be alive today to tell you about my first and last ride on, The Kiddy Coaster.
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