As the wind whistles through your hair, everything passes you by in a blur. Faster and faster you go, faster and more terrifyingly into the abyss you fall. You scream with a mixture of panic and joyful abandon half wanting this to never end but knowing that it will anytime now: a smile creeps across your face. And as it ends, you breathe a sigh of relief, wistfully remembering with powerful emotive accuracy before hurriedly joining the back of the queue for another go - after all, it's just a ride. Life is very much like the Blitzbahn'. It goes up and down, round and round and for much of the ride, we never know what's going to happen.
