Queues a mile long greeted the opening of The Shanghai Whiplash Typhoon, a pioneering roller-coaster built on Throbcleft Marsh in Essex.  

Word had spread that the ride, lasting thirty-two minutes, had made passengers incontinent “from the sort of raw animal Terror known by the Working Classes when they have Dropped their Mistress’s Scone and Jam has gone All Over Her Bodice.” 

The ride failed to live up to the tagline. Passengers were instantly covered in soot as the engine pulled away, and it quickly became clear that it was not a roller-coaster, but merely a roller than then coasted, at roughly 4 miles an hour.  

The inventor, Sir Morris Tweedy, killed himself in 1815, by riding the Typhoon until dehydration had done its terrible work.