This ride is more vanilla than Anastasia Steele at the beginning of 50 Shades of Grey. It barely exceeds 40 miles per hour and you'd be better off getting your g-force fix from your local swing set. Whizzer opened in 1976 (when Great America opened) and is best used as a reminder of how lame roller coasters once were.
American Eagle is the one coaster at Great America you can never say no to. The line is always ridiculously short, you get to race another train, you sometimes get to ride the rails backward and, in general, it’s never a bad time. Whereas most Six Flags coasters have the look and feel of an energy drink commercial, the Eagle is at the end of the park, stoic, steeped in Americana, politely suggesting you have fun.
A good chunk of the fun in riding roller coasters comes from the fear that you are going to die. The Viper is a prime example. The 55 miles per hour top speed is nothing crazy, and the drops are nothing to write home about. But the way the train skids along the wooden track truly makes it feel like you are going to plummet to an unfortunate demise before the ride's end.
Since its opening in 1999, Raging Bull has been the most iconic roller coaster at Great America. It hits 73 miles per hour after the first 20-story drop and sends you around a series of bends and curves that make you feel like you're riding, well, a bull. The false dip before the initial drop is sure to give you a serious case of the willies.