It was October 31 2010, 4:00 PM, closing day, Kingda Ka, Six Flags Great Adventure. After deciding that we needed to go home to pick up family from the train station, we squeezed in one last ride. We decided, since it would be our last ride until next season, to go front row. We had saw 2 rollbacks that day while waiting in line. My dad and I joked about getting one all of that day.

 We stepped on front row, orange train, having the karate kid adds on it. Pulling out of the station, pumped for the ride, upset that it would be my last until spring. Being the second on the far side across the bridge of the station, seeing the train ahead launch made me quiver even though I have rode that ride around 70 times before. We launched. Just about to crest the top, being front row we tip over the front, going unbelievably slow, we drift back, my dad and I look at each other smiling. Falling backwards down the 456 ft tower. An indescribable feeling. Slowly drifting to the station on the launch track, tripping the photo sensor, having the light flickering for a full minute, like a disorienting strobe.

 After being pulled back into the station, having them reset the ride, and a worker asking if we wanted to get off. Any enthusiast would probably say, "heck no!" just like we did. Pulling out of the station, this time being the first since they pushed us back. Launching, as we get to the top De ja vu! Same thing! I am in awe, my dad and I are whaling our arms around just because that just happened.

After getting off we stop at the photo place, the worker there was all like, "I have like a hundred photos of you two." He scrolled through them. Pointing out the first rollback launch, the frame by frame photos of us after it, the second rollback launch, the frame by frame photos after it, and the third launch (when we finally made it over). That ride home, was the most fun, just repeating to my dad, "double rollback..." and us laughing in between.

 That is my Favorite Park Memory. See you in 12 hours!

-Garrett H.