Blaring with rock music, this small concrete area is less than cutting-edge, driven by adrenaline and rash decisions. The most obvious generator of regret is the Sling Shot ride ($25, not included on passes—and not the tallest one on the Orlando horizon), a colossal fork strung with a pod. Two at a time sit inside and are catapulted more than 200 feet into the sky, wailing to wake the dead. Its big rides are pipsqueaks compared to the new ones at ICON Park a few blocks south. The rest is dominated by two thunderous, wooden go-kart tracks (the Avalanche track has slightly steeper ramps than the Alpine), a few minor rides (cheerless bumper boats), and a dirty arcade. Its unsophisticated virtues are something 11-year-old boys idolize.