When I went on that ride it was raining, boats were over our ankles in water. Narurally it broke down half way in. They did not shut off the music. Seemed like we were trapped for hours.
I remember being there in the Thunderstorm capital of the US in a hot August when the World of Transportation died from the cumilonimbuses.
How ironic it was to have the family walk down the ramps to a dark ride for the World of Transportation... but, who am I to complain? Walking certainly is a form of transportation.