Having failed to do anything remotely active for my birthday for the past 5 years, I felt it was high time to go pro-active and have some fun. After many deliberations, myself and a elite group of Rare-ites set off for Alton Towers.
I’d previously never been to Alton Towers, but as always when in close proximity to theme parks, I reverted to a 10 year old, running around like zombies were after me - which, indeed they were on one of the rides. Coincidence or premonition? Fortunately, I was armed with dual laser pistols, the obvious choice when dispatching the lurching undead. To my embarrassment, my comrade-in-arms took down one more eldritch creature than me, which I attribute to devious arcane forces acting behind the scenes against me..
We explored all the major rides, which due to our perspicacity in going on a week day had generally short queue time, though an hour wait for a minute ride still seems a somewhat strange tradeoff. The sheer acceleration of Rita was ridiculous - watching the train before us, one moment it was standing still, the next it was running at 200 mph and I could not see it accelerate. Something has to be said for a railgun as a method of launching. Maybe a use in public transportation? Hand the passenger a parachute, aim the railgun at their destination, and GO!
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