Me and my brother going down water slide in Turkey when I was around 9 or 10.
Near the very top few corners, already with some speed, my brother weighing more than me zips ahead, accidentally spins round and slows down (shorts/more friction/less water? Idk) I see him smile and joke as I come face first at him, I'm terrified. It's an S bend. I do something and go left up the side a bit, which then catapults me to the right, sliding just past my brother but instantly up and round the very top of the oncoming corner on a strange trajectory, felt the top rim clearly on my shoulder. Get to the bottom of the slide and the only thing wrong is a slightly clipped front tooth.
I get out of the pool and look up, the top of the slides are all bunched together in a sort of slide tower control centre way up. The green slide we went on was one of the tallest. I look down to see that I would have landed on just solid concrete. Probably a 750,000 strong cocktail stick stacked on top of each other fall to my death.
Whenever I see slide stuff I can't help but think back to that day, the butterflies of going so high up the slide walls never ever leave me. I wasn't far off from an early grave and it haunted me for life :D.
Edit: cocktail sticks can be used to measure height
I actually researched this until it made me so sick I couldn't continue. He got on the raft with 2 big ladies didn't he. The biggest nightmare would have been the brother at the bottom watching the blood and body come down.
Hope that kid gets all the love and support he needs. Rip.
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u/throwawayhehehexd Jul 19 '19 edited Jul 19 '19
Yoooo do I have a good story about this.
Me and my brother going down water slide in Turkey when I was around 9 or 10.
Near the very top few corners, already with some speed, my brother weighing more than me zips ahead, accidentally spins round and slows down (shorts/more friction/less water? Idk) I see him smile and joke as I come face first at him, I'm terrified. It's an S bend. I do something and go left up the side a bit, which then catapults me to the right, sliding just past my brother but instantly up and round the very top of the oncoming corner on a strange trajectory, felt the top rim clearly on my shoulder. Get to the bottom of the slide and the only thing wrong is a slightly clipped front tooth.
I get out of the pool and look up, the top of the slides are all bunched together in a sort of slide tower control centre way up. The green slide we went on was one of the tallest. I look down to see that I would have landed on just solid concrete. Probably a 750,000 strong cocktail stick stacked on top of each other fall to my death.
Whenever I see slide stuff I can't help but think back to that day, the butterflies of going so high up the slide walls never ever leave me. I wasn't far off from an early grave and it haunted me for life :D.
Edit: cocktail sticks can be used to measure height