Flying Down the Waterslide

When I was a kid we would typically travel down to Florida from Ohio once a summer to visit my aunt, uncle and cousins. One of these trips when I was probably around the age of 10 we visited the water park Buccaneer Bay in Tampa. They had advertised for the newest, tallest, and fastest waterslide. I have always been a bit of a ‘dare devil’. Call me fearless. I thrive on these kinds of things and was very excited when my uncle volunteered to take my cousin and me to go on the slide. I don’t remember what the slide is called but I do remember it was tall, and was a close to vertical drop straight down. I remember waiting in line for what seemed to be forever, so when we finally arrived on the top of the platform we were all ready to jump in the slide. When the lifeguard told me that it was my turn I jumped into th...