So after fast passing tickets for World of Color, our first
ride of the trip is Radiator Springs Racers.
As we make our way into the entrance of the attraction I am telling my
mom it is like Autotopia and the cast member corrects me, “No you don’t drive
the cars here.” I am thinking, oh that’s
even better.
Then she says and it goes
up to 45 miles per hour. Okay. Not freaking out… yet. My mom will be celebrating her 70th
birthday in a few months. And she is a
young 70 but I still think gentle rides are appropriate… no need to create a
cardiac event.
While we are waiting one of the cars tips over and they have
to spend some time (like 15 minutes) fixing it.
Still not freaking out.
We board the ride and are advised how to strap in. Not freaking out much but the heart is racing
a bit faster. I look over at my mom and
her face mirrors what I am feeling, “What have I done?”
With a jerk and a bump we are off riding through Radiator
Springs, up hills and around curves… the road splits and another car is beside
us… the starting gun pops and we are racing fast! Whipping around curves, up and down… my hair
is flying everywhere and I am holding on too tight to let go until we are at
the end of the ride when I reach over to squeeze my mom’s arm.
“I am so sorry mom, I had no idea…”
(Mom replies,) “That.
Was. AWESOME!”
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