Just seeing the old pictures of The Bat bring back great memories. Ever since I had the **** scared out of me on one hot summer night in 1982 when I rode one of the last rides of the evening under a light drizzle.
The rain had just started and must have gotten the track real slick in a short amount of time, because The Bat took me on one of the most frightening rides of my life. It was extremely fast and with each turn in the track the cars would literally slam us to the sides as they hit their limits. After that ride, The Bat will probably be one of my top five favorite rides. I am also very thankful that they tore it down, because I am now an Bat addict, and now we know that was a very dangerous addiction.