I am also reminded of a botched trip to Magic Mountain as a teenager. I seated myself on a roller-coaster and pulled the shoulder guards down to their locked position. I had no idea how vulnerable I had just made myself until I saw a figure rushing towards me. As he came closer I realized this person to be biggest asshole at my school. I tried to squirm out of my seat but with my arms trapped I was totally defenseless. The next thing I remember were the quick flashes of knuckles as they repeatedly made contact with my face. It was only when the ride finally started moving that I was able to escape.
It is difficult to to relive these memories as they make me twitch and squirm whenever they come to mind. The reason I am bringing all this up is because as bad as those memories were they cannot compare to the night I slept in my bed while my camera recorded outside my bedroom window.