The engineers on my team also always head out to Kissimmee, where they have the biggest skycoaster I've ever seen.
If you've never ridden one, there's a giant swing that hangs from the front mast, to which they strap you. Then they hoist you back to the rear mast, 300 cold, quiet, lonely feet in the air. Then they say (over a PA, otherwise you couldn't hear them), "Three, two, one, fly!"
At which point, you pull a ripcord, and fall. You freefall for a good ten minutes. Ok, it's closer to three seconds, but it feels long, and then you swing back and forth for five or six minutes, which is also probably an overestimation.
Very cool ride.