Okay yeah, so this story is unfortunately very true. This happened about five years ago when I was 13.
I was going to a fair with five of my friends. I had some half-price coupons to the local theme park (Valleyfair in Minnesota) and we decided to go together.
So we get to the theme park and right at the entrance of the park is this roller coaster called the Steel Venom that we decide will be our first ride. We wait in line to get on the ride, and start buckling in when it’s our turn.
Now here comes the fuck up – after I push down my harness, I had just a little bit too much room to wiggle around. I figure I might as well push it one more notch, better safe than sorry right? As it turns out, I was very, very sorry for being safe. I push the harness down one more notch and the ride starts, and I’m enjoying the ride from the safety of my snug harness, secure in the knowledge that I won’t slip out and die. I loved roller coasters so I’m enjoying myself, having a great time, screaming louder than I need to.