It’s Friday night. Tammy and I made a spontaneous trip to Six Flags after work and rode the newly redesigned Texas Giant.

First, let me say that it’s been over 2 years since we rode the Giant. It was just too rough. Painful. No fun anymore. But the new steel redesign is freakishly smooth and quiet.

Usually, for a “hang time” ride, like most woodies, you want to ride in the back for the faster, negative-G drops. But for a fast, smooth, super coaster, you want to ride in the front for the better view.

We road in the front first. It was fun, fast, and the “over 90 degree” turns were really cool. But it wasn’t “the best ride ever.”  The line was short (30 minutes) so we rode again, this time in the back. OH EM GEEEEE! What a difference. It was a completely different ride. It was OH-Mazing. The “hang time” was off the charts. I usually scream my roller coaster scream (Tammy says I sound like a girl. Pshaw.) But on this ride, I was going back and forth between gasping, “Holy crap!” (Yes, I’m sorry, chil’ren. I cussed.) on the huge negative-G drops, and laughing so hard I couldn’t breath. It RAWKED.

I’m not sure if it’s better than Mr. Freeze (my all-time favorite ride), but it’s dang close.