The last time I took my two boys to Lake Elsinore Park (it was a Sunday a while back), the meat wagon pulled in right behind us with lights and siren blarring. The girl at the gate said it was their 5th trip of the day, one broken femur, one broken wrist, one concusion/punctured lung, etc. They came one more time while we were there. :scream:
It was a total zoo, 200 Degrees, kids and freestyle wanabees blasting thru the pits everywhere and the tracks were packed.
My six year old son was pulling off the PeeWee track and I see out of the corner of my eye a full sized guy, no shirt (gotta show off the tats), no helmet, ripping full speed along the side of the track on a PW50, on a collision course with my son. They missed by a couple inches. My heart was in my throat and beating about 300 bpm.
It's way too crazy there. Too many people and not enough space. I don't think I'll be going back any time soon.