Learning to go Downhill

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  1. Rick says:

    Roller coasters never again. Desending caused my brain to ‘freeze’ and I ‘lost’ my breathe, literally. For a brief period all the “what ifs” passed through my mind faster than I was able to process and a force beyond my control took the ability to inhale and exhale away. Sheer panis was all I knew for that eternity of a second or two. Then I held on for dear life until the end of the ride. Sometime, once is enough for me. Besides there are other rides I find more enjoyable.

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