Coaster December 13, 2013Toad That moment, at the peak, before the car begins its descent, spent, is eternity in an instant. Breaks a cold sweat, clammy, wet; all is set to drop and never stop until we reach the bottom. Then a sigh: I think we just died a little. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
My stomach did a somersault just thinking about it. I like the little deaths…