These guys caught the eye of my brother-in-law at RenFair, and I couldn't help but capture their actions. The ride is obviously a spinning one, similar to teacups you see at other fairs or on merry-go-rounds. The guys in charge of the ride gave them a ride of their life, spinning them faster than I've ever seen anyone go. They could barely get out of the bucket, much less down the stairs, and gravity hit them hard:

We were still laughing about that when two of the guys came back again, and I moved closer to get the moments captured. I remember sitting on barstools in my parent's basement as a kid, turning and turning as fast as I could make it, and that feeling of something inside going horribly, horribly sour and getting off feeling as if the hands of the dead were going to reach out of the floor and grab me. I hated the feeling of gravity churning my insides after I had stopped, knowing that I did it to myself for the first thirty seconds of wheeeeeee! and the other two minutes of oh, God!

For the second go-round, the guys laid down in the bucket, and the guys in charge geared up to move them in the Renaissance-style g-force cyclinder:

Have you puked yet? The girls in the other bucket were being moved at a similar speed by another worker.

Someone please pull me out of here!

Attempting the second dismount:

Watch out, I'm gonna hurl!

I wonder how many of me he saw:

The girls haven't felt that dizzy since that Roofie someone slipped them at the club:

Me, personally, I would go for this fun instead:

And then I would go and lie under this and enjoy the feeling of giddiness at recapturing the fun of being a kid again: