We were just looking for something stupid fun to cap off the bachelor weekend. Saw the listing, made a call. Didn’t overthink it.
They brought the ride out, set it up in the driveway. The groom went first, obviously. Lasted like forty seconds. Every guy after tried to beat it. Nobody did.
It was kind of insane how fun it was. Not in a frat-boy way—just dumb and amazing. By the next morning, the group chat was full of screenshots, slow-mo fails, and somebody editing fake ESPN graphics over the footage.
Still worth every dollar.
