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When the coaster jerked to a stop before spurting to its
final stop, Summer said, “You could have killed yourself.” She grinned in
amazement at his ability to make something new about an old roller coaster.
“I do that all the time.”
“Even screaming for your momma?”
“No, I haven’t been here in a long time. I forgot how fast
these go.”
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