Does not matter whether you were riding or operating a car, plane, helicopter, motorcycle, roller coaster or?
Mine was a helicopter ride closely followed by a ride in my neighbors Porsche.

A buddy of mine lives' outside of Cash, TX, his next door neighbor was a crazy Vietnam Vet, helicopter pilot, for work he was a pilot out of Addison airport for a wealthy East, TX man.
He owned his own helicopter and commuted to Addison and back in it.

One day he offered to take me up in the copter and tried to scare me by flying right off the ground over the open field and then pulling up at the last second when we were right at the tree line and then fly right over the top of the trees. It was a blast and I would do it again in a heart beat

Lived in the Glen Lake apt. in Dallas early 80's on the first floor over the lake, third floor neighbor above me was a Trust Fund Baby with a lot of toys including a Bad Azz Porsche.
One late night he wanted to take me for a joy ride through DFW airport, he was hauling azz through those turns and would glance over and ask me if I was scared, I replied something to the effect of; Not at all, is that as fast as you can go?

Both rides were a blast!

Not scary at all, but fun non the less. I remember it when I was a kid living in Arlington. Lol.

Sisterdale Road from Luckenbach to Boerne in my friend's 1967 Camaro. Hills and curves in a fast car is a blast when you're 18.

Darlene Hathaway behind Sunken Gardens under the sky ride.

I remember that ride!

Small mine train ride about a mile into a mine shaft in Colorado. Wife talked me into it, I had a serious episode of claustrophobia, until we got into the large great room. Thought I was gonna come out of my skin.

Don't need a picture of the ride, but might need a picture of the attraction...

Under the sky ride even. Wow. I hope it was at least under some trees or something.

My kids are big Six Flags fans....never been afraid of heights but as I get older, more afraid these days of things out of my control. Always willing to do something at least once. The Superman and Texas SkyScreamer rides were pretty painful for me in Arlington. The big tall water slides at Hurrican Harbor across the street by the freeway were rough as well.

Not thinking appropriately, we were not aware it was there until we heard a kid from above in a gondola yell, 'Hey Mom, look!"

The Comet. The old wooden roller coaster at the State Fair.
The back cars would actually lift off the track at times. Scared the chit outta me more than once.

Did an "adventure" helicopter ride around Royal Gorge in CO many years ago. Went to check in and was talking to the pilot, said he flew helicopters in Vietnam and had been shot down. He had some burn scars on the side of his face, said when he got home from Vietnam he was driving a top fuel dragster and ran it off the top end and caught on fire (hence the burn scars). So we load up, 16 yo daughter at the time sits next to him in front and I'm sitting in the back with a random lady that was driving by and thought it would be fun. We take off and head upward at what felt like a very aggressive rate, about 30 secs later I guess he dumped the air out from under the rotors and we fell what felt like 50' or more. At that moment I was starting to regret my decision (as I hear him chuckle through the head set). We head on over to the gorge and are hovering above part of it and the view is amazing (thinking to myself that this is awesome and not so bad), about that time we start to head downward into the gorge at a rate that puts my stomach somewhere near my throat, we level out and feels like we are skimming the river and moving towards a bluff wall at what feels like mach 1. We are getting closer and closer to the bluff, what seems like last minute we climb upward at a rate that now has my stomach somewhere near the floor of the helicopter. All of the sudden we are above the gorge and the view is amazing. Thank god, its over. Nope, we bale back in for one more pass with my stomach moving btw my throat and my feet. We pop back out and start making our way back to landing area, I look over at the random lady that joined us. Her hair looks like she stuck her finger in a light sock, she's panting and visibly shaken and apparently had a drink with her that she is now covered in. My daughter loved it.

Last summer was driving through the area on the way back to Texas and saw the helicopter on the landing pad off the side of the highway idling. Not sure if it the same pilot or not.

Nothing like jumping off the ramp of a C-130 in total darkness.

Kawasaki ZR-1000 back in the late 70's. A buddy had one and he talked me onto the seat facing BACKWARDS. 100MPH down LBJ Freeway (635 for all you young folk).

As mentioned above the Comet Coaster at Fair Park. And yes, the back couple cars did come off the rails as it went over the highest hills.

This exact ride..several times

It’s always scariest when someone else is driving! Amistad, 15-18 mph winds and I get paired with a boater that only wants one thing: SPEED! 19 ft. Skeeter w/ a 300 Yamaha racing engine.. 80+ mph skipping over nasty waves, praying we don’t hit one wrong.

This is one scary ride for sure.

At the risk of sounding ignorant, are those parachutes?

No way would I do that. Heii no.

There was a ride at the State Fair of Texas where you went forward into a loop, and then it would reverse and you would go backwards into it. I was, probably, in my late 30's, but I thought I was going to have a major health episode.

drove a semi laredo thru houston to atlanta, I DARE YA!

multiple times too, satellite antennas back in the 2004 or so.

stupid people can scare the beejeezus out of ya quick.

back in the day they had one that looked like a bullet and spun while it did what that one is doing.

big time amusement park fun way back when.

You pull 4.5Gs at 52MPH on it...

A ride called maximum G at the Texas state fair. Insane.

I45 through Houston before the 610 loop.

Pulled 9G for 10 seconds in the centrifuge down at Brooks AFB/city base

That was something i said i would never do again unless there was a guaranteed 16 ride on the other end.

Had geasles all over my torso and arms after that.

Yes, sir. MC-6 chutes. It was 16 degrees that January morning.

I have been on some on those rides, good stuff. But I ain’t jumping from a plane
My scariest ride was on was on 285 heading north out of Pecos about twelve years ago. It was raining and the roads were so muddy from all of the trucks that you could not tell where the pavement started or stopped, and the big trucks were flying by like it was a sunny day. I emptied my windshield squirter in the first couple of miles. I sure was glad to get to Orla.

Did not know you were a special guy

I studied Spanish abroad through Texas Tech in San Luis Potosi, Mexico for 3 or 4 months...the worst ride I ever had was when we took a bus from San Luis to one of our excursions (guanajuato, guadalajara, mexico city, not sure which one it was). We were on a chartered Mercedes bus but the windows had drapes stapled over the windows so you couldn't see out, so I took out a few staples to see the country. I found out quick why they were stapled, cause there was pretty much a one lane road with no guard rail and cars going both directions through the mountains...we made it somehow, but my arse was puckered the whole way!! Felt like we could have slid off that road down the mountain at ANY point

I'm not. But I've been in or close to the community from time to time.

Auto Gyro in a helicopter. It was a blast and asked him to do it again.

On the back of my buddies bike going 100mph while he was drunk.

Demon Drop at Cedar Point was pretty spectacular...a couple buddies and I took some girls up there for a turn and burn (leave Friday evening and get home Sunday morning early)...one of them summed up the ride perfectly, she got off crying and laughing at the same time

Had a pretty wild ride on the back of a CBR1000 in high school...3 or 4 telephone poles lengths and went from rolling start to 130. I wanted nothing more than to get off that thing

I'm pretty certain a ride in BigPig's Rzr would be similar...I'm at the age where I am done putting my life in others hands, willfully anyway.

Wow, look at the wake that thing caused.

somewhat of an obesity problem there

When I was young and foolish, The "Kamay Ditches" in Wichita County, near Holiday, Texas. Did it twice back to back.

There was a bunch of irrigation canals for farming that had to be channeled under a two lane county road. The water choked down, into concrete diverters and into a tunnel that went under the road at a really high rate, sorta like white water rapids underground, coming out the other side. If all went well, you jumped in the canal and rode it into the tube, under the road way totally submerged and popped up on the other side.

There have been many, most of you would not believe. I think it’s purely a stroke of good luck, and probably some divine intervention, that I did not die or go to prison a long time ago.

I have had a few bad jumps. One time I refused to pop my reserve with a squid, I kicked and kicked and kicked and my chute opened up about when I should have started pulling my slip. About the time I got my chute packed the medics swarmed me, apparently everybody assumed i was in critical condition. But I was ok.

Probably the worst one, I don’t remember all the details other than somebody screaming at me and grabbing at me. I was like wtf do you want? Finally he calmed down and tried to tell me to pull my canopy release and i was like bro, I got this, i am not stupid. It took me a minute to realize i got knocked out and I was being dragged. He was completely gassed out, sprinting next to me, trying to help me. Wind dragged me a long way.

Apparently we had a hard gust of wind and i got knocked all the way tf out when i landed. I thought I was ok though, popped my canopy release and packed my chute, ran to the assembly point. The JM kept asking us if anyone has any issues or wanted to see the doc. Typical brief but he kept repeating himself looking right at me i am like bro i am good. I guess the adrenaline never wore off.

When I got home I had the stereotype TBI symptoms, black eyes no other bruising on the head or face lol. Nasty headache lasted for a couple of weeks.

I had to do a 12 miler like tuesday or wednesday, and i never went to the doc. In part due to peer pressure not gonna lie, I knew I would get railroaded as a promotable E5 in sick call.

But I haven’t been the same since.

Foam landing in a DC 9 when the landing gear would not deploy.

Unplanned landing during a thunderstorm on the Tundra on the west side of Hudson's Bay in a Bell Jet Ranger.

1000 miles in a 35+ year old AN 24 across Uzbekistan about 8 years after the Soviet Union dissolved. Plane looked pretty beat up and was shaking pretty bad the whole ride. Uzbek pilot was drunk as a skunk.

Dumb I know, but I like good haunted houses!!

Me too

An Uber near 6th St in Austin that had undertones of curry in the air.

My dad and his buddies still talk about playing in the KaMay ditches when they were kids. He took me there back in the late 90's or early 2000's. We both went through it once and I guess he immediately regretted it cause I wasn't allowed to do it again. Pretty sketchy in hindsight - no telling what could have gotten wedged in those tunnels.

Hot, "incredible legs, next door neighbor when she got angry!!!

That was the scariest, and I do mean she was scary when she thought I was with another woman.

Cavorting with a woman who lives close-by is very dangerous!
They are always watching your every move.

Addendum: Good grief we had a lot of fantastic private fun!

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Roxanne in the Cave Ride. Six Flags , Texas.

Horseback over the mountains of New Mexico with a 6- and 9-year-old in tow...we made it out alive and I am forever grateful...Number 2 Drive up and down the mountain to Ski Apache.

what the heck

There is some real physicality being displayed.

That road up to Ski Apache is a doozy! Rivals the Million Dollar Hiway from Silverton to Ouray.

Yes sir, especially if you throw a little new snow around while you are on the mountain.