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"At about 3 p.m., after going on just two rides, I sat in an Autopia car, trapped behind some kids who decided to cause a four-car "pile-up." Hot from the sun and from fury, I threw my hands and my ride game plan into the air. "With this delay, we'll never keep on schedule," I yelled. "Please keep your hands and arms and your belongings inside the vehicle at all times," a voice warned over a loud speaker.
"Sorry," I said to the bush where the voice came from. But I had given up. There was no way we were going to get on half the rides I wanted to go on. There just wasn't enough time. My wife handed me a fast pass for the next ride so we could bypass the long line, and that cheered me up for the moment.
But more delays and heat that would kill a camel made my pain and frustration return. "Relax," my wife said. "We're supposed to be having fun."