This obviously-better-than-Disneyland is the end of a long gravel road surrounded by calloused khaki hills, stubbly with low chaparral. Berms rise like jetties, breaking up the desert into protected fields. There’s a flamethrower range, too, but I never get to take a gander. The line is always too thick with little kids. They tote and snuggle the stuffed animals they brought to immolate.

hmm, i might actually enjoy that too 🙂

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