Once the five Clancys went to Six Flags Great America. We split into two groups; our mama and Danny wanted to go on the more, uh, mild rides, and our dad, Maggie, and I wanted to ride everything else. Unbeknownst to both parties we got in line for the same ride, The Ragin’ Cajun, at different times. You can gauge how our intensity thresholds vary based on the photos below. Fun family ride or a trip to hell? Who’s to say.