I was driving home from the beach when a fond memory surfaced from the deep recesses of my mind. It was a Disneyland memory. I remembered driving a brightly colored car on a highway with a rail on it in Tomorrowland's Autopia. I was with my cousins. We all had our own cars that were all painted in primary colors. We were just kids, so the cars were giant in comparison to our tiny bodies.
It didn't take long before we realized that driving a car on a highway with a guard rail was not that interesting, so we figured out a means to entertain ourselves otherwise. It involved driving as fast as we could and then slamming on the brakes so the car behind would have to slam on their brakes or crash. Of course the car in front of you was doing the same thing, so for the duration of the ride we'd be slamming into each other. We thought this was just great fun. We laughed our heads off. There was a worker hiding in the bushes to put a stop to the chicanery. He was a nerdy guy, wearing a polyester Disney uniform. The sight of him made us laugh even harder.
It didn't take long before we realized that driving a car on a highway with a guard rail was not that interesting, so we figured out a means to entertain ourselves otherwise. It involved driving as fast as we could and then slamming on the brakes so the car behind would have to slam on their brakes or crash. Of course the car in front of you was doing the same thing, so for the duration of the ride we'd be slamming into each other. We thought this was just great fun. We laughed our heads off. There was a worker hiding in the bushes to put a stop to the chicanery. He was a nerdy guy, wearing a polyester Disney uniform. The sight of him made us laugh even harder.
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