If you want to ride the Flintstone cars, climb the steps, shut the door if you so choose, and start peddling.
The daughter about to be flung out of the ride.
Well this is a little safer way to ride the swings but notice the angled metal merry-go-round in the background.
A little help please.
This playground is brought to you by Marlboro.
Calculating her odds of surviving the day. Looked to be about 50/50.
At least there is a little bit of netting.
After letting the shock wear off, we headed to the first aid station. The lady working went to get the "nurse", when she saw my finger she looked like she was going to pass out and said she needed to get her supervisor (the "nurse" happened to be the same lady who sold the tickets at the front gate). After waiting for 10 minutes I popped my finger back into place and kept waiting. The supervisor finally came and recommend we tape it and showed no concern that the ride had flipped me out.
We spent the rest of the day at the playground, and I made it home to see Iowa beat the sisters of the poor (University of Louisiana Monroe) with one apologetic wife.