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I usually dont do water rides but my sister was bitching for two days so I rode with her at night last May in 50 degree weather. The operators were shocked that two semmingly grown-up mid-30ish adults would do something so stupid in 50 degree weather with no chance to dry off. But the possible joy of seeing my sister complain even more when she got soaked was too appealing to pass on. Throughout the ride my sister got a light dousing but every empty seat seemed to get hit. Coming into the last waterfall my sister was going straight at it, Im sitting across from her laughing hysterically, but the raft hits a boulder does a 180 degree spin and I get off the ride soaking wet. Luckily mt brother-in-law was holding my sweatshirt as the 25 minutes walk back to the Breakers was a teeth chattering and excruciating walk in wet shorts.
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