BF: It certainly looks awesome. You lie down in a glider-looking set up with two friends, and you’ll feel like you’re flying, right? Yes, depending… Right after Power Surge, where my equilibrium was already screwed, it wasn’t a great idea. I had to signal the conductor to stop so I could get off and throw up. Fortunately this happened without losing lunch on my faithful companions. It’s all relative as the boy before us had fun, and didn’t ralph. As a ride, smooth overall, but if you do get motion sick, wait until you’re running on empty. Oh, and bring gum. Just in case. FC: Climbing on board—you lay belly down on a platform while a cushion bar is lowered over your entire backside--is probably scarier than the ride itself. Then you (and your closet two friends, since each glider is built to accommodate three) glide round and round, up and down until the ride is over. Or until your friend signals the attendant for a premature exit. The best quote of the night goes to Jonathan, Cliff Hanger attendant, “You get a lot of pukers on this ride—mostly adults.” NZ: All started out well as we climbed into a 3-man hang glider style contraptions and took off into the air. The ride simulated flying and was fun but pleasant conversation soon turned silent thanks to our fearless editor, Ben Feldheim, who could not "hang" and motioned for the operator to stop the ride. He quickly exited the area and proceeded to launch his lunch. Once he regained color, we were on to the next ride. This one has my vote for most nauseating, go figure.