The Cyclone certainly won't compare to modern super coasters. This humble little coaster was built during the golden age of wooden roller coasters in 1927. It's not super tall at only 85 feet tall. It won't loop you around or drop you at near vertical angles. But there's something about this scruffy coaster that New Yorkers love. Maybe it's the fact that it's a relic of Coney Island's golden age. It has survived demolition attempts and neglect in the 70s as well as surviving the general decline of Coney Island over the years. Today Coney Island is a grungy, nostalgic, funky, weird, and vibrant summer destination. It celebrates the oddities and eccentricities of New Yorkers and of the old timey carnival spirit of its boardwalk. And it wouldn't be summer without the Cyclone heaving and clacking away. And I bet it will still whiten your knuckles all these years later.