All I know in terms of thrill is that it is the ONLY ride in my entire lifetime that got and honest, no-holes-barred instinctive reaction out of me at the very end when the Carnosaur's big ole head comes at you in the pitch black dark. I, of course, like all first times on rides, requested and rode in the front...
...and I screamed. Not the "whoo" or the forced scream. I squeeled like a little girl. :lol:
After my friends and I stopped laughing (they yelled some too but had ridden it before), I pretty much figured that if a ride can make me do that, they must be doing something right.
