7/18 Five hours of driving for fifty seconds of Kingda Ka. (And Nitro, twice, one in the front row. What a beautiful coaster.) The scare of Kingda Ka was that before the ride, my daughter and I did not know what was to come. We did not know it when we sat down and the restraints clicked and we looked at each other. Once we launched, I was not afraid of any of it, did not want to escape a single moment. In the selfie we took afterwards, our eyes are gaping wide.