*sigh*
Cedar Point is the one thing I miss about not living in Michigan anymore. Just a few hours drive and we could be there, even from the far west side of the state.
While I was in high school, the Magnum opened. At the time, it was the tallest, fastest, etc, etc, roller coaster in the world. My Chamber Singers choral group went there that spring and it was amazing. It was me, two other students, and our choir director on the last two seats on the shuttle. As we left the terminal, we began singing "one hundred bottles of beer on the wall, one hundred bottles of beer..." and sang all the way up the first hill. As we started slowing down to pull back into the terminal, our choir director picks up with, "thirty-seven bottles of beer on the wall..." which we continued until we were parked on the terminal, accompanied by a chorus of, "no way! You didn't!" from the crowd waiting in line.
*sigh* Good times.