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It's the same. Those guys are incredible. The jump across a street between two tall brick buildings comes from a BBC ad... I saw it on TV....just once. It was awesome. If I'm right, the BBC pulled it off the air after only a couple of weeks: a brit boy got inspired by it, tried the same kind of stunt and killed himself (actually, he made it once, went to the pub with friends to celebrate his success then tried the jump again later that night while intoxicated...). All your dropzone are belong to us!!!!111!

Is it this video? http://www.greenshines.com/control/media/1078969315.wmv (Copy and paste into your browser address bar, direct linking seems to be prohibited to prevent bandwidth stealing) All your dropzone are belong to us!!!!111!

Thanks GG. So it seems that I would have to go for a 190 main - 175 reserve. Any idea about the delivery and taxes costs? All your dropzone are belong to us!!!!111!

Oops maybe I used the wrong terms. For me the container is holding the main and reserve bags. I've already checked their website and this is why I'm posting this. For instance, the V350M holds a Spectre 190 and a PD176R. Does this mean that I would only be able to put a Smart 175 inside, or do the Smart pack tighter than the PD R? (I really would like to have a reserve as big as the main) All your dropzone are belong to us!!!!111!

Hello, It has been troublesome to send you emails so I'll give it a go here. I'm a new jumper waiting for my A license number and planning to buy a new complete rig since I can't find something in my wing loading. I am more than attracted by the Vector because of the Skyhook. I have to say that my DZ is mostly 'Javelin' so I can't find there much direct information or opinions. However, the rigger (40+ years in the sport) said that this is an excellent rig (albeit less comfortable than the Javelin...his words ) if I can afford it. 1st question: Can you give me a list of dealers for Belgium/Northern France/Netherlands? 2nd question: Can you give me a rough idea of the taxes/delivery costs I should expect if I buy it online? 3rd question: As the Smart reserve canopy is not listed in your sizing chart, would a Smart 190 fit in a container sized for a Spectre 190? Same, would a Smart 175 fit with a Spectre 170? Thanks in advance. All your dropzone are belong to us!!!!111!

D'OH! Thanks All your dropzone are belong to us!!!!111!

As a disclaimer, I only have 25 jumps with 14 on a rental Cayenne 190 (the previous ones were on Drakkar and Spark 230), so I know next to nothing. All I can say: it is a slightly tapered 9-cells ZP canopy equivalent to the Sabre 2 and the Pilot. It has a collapsible slider. People found it very easy to pack from the 1st time (honestly, it gave me fits at first but I was doing my first pack jobs on it). The openings are hard if you leave the nose hanging like the user manual says. We have the best results by rolling the nose a good deal and pushing it gently inside. The toggles are locked with velcro on the risers. The openings are 9 times out of 10 on heading, and since I pack it myself I haven't have a single line twist anymore (I'm reallt careful when I stow the lines and when I put the bag in the container though). The 190 is hard to stall with the toggles (I load it at 1/1). I have to pull them all the way down and then really force them down to start a stall, which is quite violent IMO. The toggle pressure seems light to me, as well as the rear risers. The front risers OTOH are really hard and unresponsive. I don't think that this is a swoop beast, but you should ask to someone else... The landings aren't too difficult (although I still 'crash gently' from time to time), and the ground speed is quite decent when the winds are light. I think that this is a good cheap all-round canopy compatible with a beginner's inexperience if the wing loading stays reasonable. I hope that this helps a bit. All your dropzone are belong to us!!!!111!

Yup, we are all going to die because of a sloppy packer All your dropzone are belong to us!!!!111!

Do you think that they are the same couple? Ouch!....again All your dropzone are belong to us!!!!111!

The Iso-Phone by James Auger, Jimmy Loizeau and Stefan Agamanolis lets users really immerse themseleves in their conversations. The user swims in a floating tank and wears a helmet that eliminates any input from the outside world, so that the user's undivided attention is focused on the vocal connection of a telephone conversation. Remember what it was like to chat in private instead of while walking down a busy street? Photo: Courtesy of James Auger, Jimmy Loizeau, and Stefan Agamanolis" This is SO stupid beyond imagination that I felt that the actual explanation was needed. All your dropzone are belong to us!!!!111!

Sorry for the repost. The thread about the 'talk like a pirate' day reminded me the famous AAAARrrrrr... I did a quick search on the forum about Bloodninja and found nothing....so I decided to share. And no, I'm not Ivan All your dropzone are belong to us!!!!111!

May 10th 9:50 AM Bloodninja: I lick your earlobe, and undo your watch. Sarah19fca: mmmm, okay. Bloodninja: I take yo pants off, grunting like a troll. Sarah19fca: Yeah I like it rough. Bloodninja: I smack you thick booty. Sarah19fca: Oh yeah, that feels good. Bloodninja: Smack, Smack, yeeeaahhh. Bloodninja: I make some toast and eat it off your ass. Land O' Lakes butter all in your crack. Mmmm. Sarah19fca: you like that? Bloodninja: I peel some bananas. Sarah19fca: Oh, what are you gonna do with those? Bloodninja: get me peanuts. Peanuts from the ballpark. Sarah19fca: Peanuts? Bloodninja: Ken Griffey Jr. Yeaaaaahhh. Sarah19fca: What are you talking about? Bloodninja: I'm spent, I jump down into the alley and smoke a fatty. I throw rocks at the cats. Sarah19fca: This is stupid. Bloodninja: Stone Cold Steve Austin gives me some beer. Bloodninja: Wanna Wrestle Stone Cold? Bloodninja: Yeeaahhhh. Sarah19fca: /ignore Bloodninja: Its cool stone cold she was a ***** anyway. Bloodninja: We get on harleys and ride into the sunset. --------------- Bloodninja:Wanna cyber? DirtyKateK, but don't tell anybody ;-) DirtyKate:Who are you? Bloodninja: I've got blond hair, blue eyes, I work out a lot Bloodninja:And I have a part time job delivering for Papa John's in my Geo Storm. DirtyKate:You sound sexy.. I bet you want me in the back of your car.. Bloodninja:Maybe some other time. You should call up Papa John's and make an order DirtyKate: Haha! OK DirtyKate:Hello! I'd like an extra-EXTRA large pizza just dripping with sauce. Bloodninja:Well, first they would say, "Hello, this is Papa John's, how may I help you", then they tell you the specials, and then you would make your order. So that's an X-Large. What toppings do you want? DirtyKate:I want everything, baby! Bloodninja:Is this a delivery? DirtyKate:Umm...Yes DirtyKate:So you're bringing the pizza to my house now? Cause I'm home alone... and I think I'll take a shower... Bloodninja:Good. It will take about fifteen minutes to cook, and then I'll drive to your house. **pause** DirtyKate:I'm almost finished with my shower... Hurry up! Bloodninja:You can't hurry good pizza. Bloodninja:I'm on my way now though **pause** DirtyKate:So you're at my front door now. Bloodninja:How did you know? Bloodninja:I knock but you can't hear me cause you're in the shower. So I let myself in, and walk inside. I put the pizza down on your coffee table. Bloodninja:Are you ready to get nasty, baby? I'm as hot as a pizza oven DirtyKateooohh yeah. I step out of the shower and I'm all wet and cold. Warm me up baby Bloodninja:So you're still in the bathroom? DirtyKate:Yeah, I'm wrapping a towel around myself. Bloodninja:I can no longer resist the pizza. I open the box and unzip my pants with my other hand. As I penetrate the gooey cheese, I moan in ecstacy. The mushrooms and Italian sausage are rough, but the sauce is deliciously soothing. I blow my load in seconds. As you leave the bathroom, I exit through the front door.... DirtyKate:What the f**k? DirtyKate:You perverted piece of s**t DirtyKate:F**k ------------------ Bloodninja: Wanna cyber? MommyMelissa: Sure, you into vegetables? Bloodninja: What like gardening an ****? MommyMelissa: Yeah, something like that. Bloodninja: Nuthin turns me on more, check this out Bloodninja: You bend over to harvest your radishes. (pause) MommyMelissa: is that it? Bloodninja: You water your tomato patch. Bloodninja: Are you ready for my fresh produce? MommyMelissa: I was thinking of like, sexual acts INVOLVING vegetables... Can you make it a little more sexy for me? (pause) Bloodninja: I touch you on your lettuce, you massage my spinach... Sexily. Bloodninja: I ride your buttocks, like they were amber waves of grains. MommyMelissa: Grain doesn't really turn me on... I was thinking more along the lines of carrots and zucchinis. Bloodninja: my zucchinis carresses your carrots. Bloodninja: Damn baby your right, this s**t is HOT. MommyMelissa: ... Bloodninja: My turnips listen for the soft cry of your love. My insides turn to celery as I unleash my warm and sticky cauliflower of love. MommyMelissa: What the f**k is this madlibs? I'm outta here. Bloodninja: Yah, well I already unleashed my cauliflower, all over your olives, and up in your eyes. Now you can't see. *****. MommyMelissa: whatever. ------------ sweet17: Hi bloodninja: hello bloodninja: who is this? sweet17: just a someone? bloodninja: A someone I know? sweet17: nope bloodninja: Then why the hell are you bothering me? sweet17: well sorrrrrry sweet17: I just wanted to chat with you bloodninja: why? sweet17: nevermind your an jerk bloodninja: Hey wait a minute sweet17: yes? bloodninja: look I'm sorry. I'm just a little paranoid sweet17: paranoid? bloodninja: yes sweet17: of what? sweet17: me? bloodninja: No. I'm in hiding. sweet17: LOL bloodninja: Don't ******* laugh at me! bloodninja: This **** is serious! sweet17: What are you hiding from? bloodninja: The cops. sweet17: gimme a ******* break bloodninja: I'm serious. sweet17: I don't get it bloodninja: The cops are after me. sweet17: For what? bloodninja: I'm wanted in three states sweet17: For??? bloodninja: It's kindof embarrasing. bloodninja: I had sex with a turkey. bloodninja: Hello? sweet17: You are ******* sick. bloodninja: Send me your picture. sweet17: why? bloodninja: so I know you aren't one of them. sweet17: One of what? bloodninja: The cops. sweet17: I'm not a cop i told you bloodninja: Then send me your picture. sweet17: hold on bloodninja: Hurry up. bloodninja: Are you there? bloodninja: **** you, cop! sweet17: Hey sorry sweet17: I had to do something for my mom. bloodninja: I thought you were trying to find a picture to send to me. bloodninja: When really you were notifying the authorities. bloodninja: Weren't you!? sweet17: thats not it bloodninja: Then what? sweet17: I don't want to send you the picture cause I'm not pretty bloodninja: Most cops aren't sweet17: IM NOT A ******* COP YOU ********! bloodninja: Then send me the picture. sweet17: fine. What's your e-mail? bloodninja: Just send it through here. sweet17: alright *PIC* sweet17: Did you get it? bloodninja: Hold on. I'm looking. sweet17: That was me back in may sweet17: I've lost weight since then. bloodninja: I hope so sweet17: what?!? sweet17: that hurt my feelings. bloodninja: Did it? sweet17: Yes. I'm not that much smaller than that now. bloodninja: Will it make you feel better if I send you my picture? sweet17: yes bloodninja: Alright let me find it. sweet17: kks bloodninja: Okay here it is. *PIC* sweet17: this isn't you. bloodninja: I'll be damned if it ain't! sweet17: You don't look like that. bloodninja: How the hell do you know? sweet17: cause your profile has another picture. bloodninja: The profile pic is a fake. bloodninja: I use it to hide from the cops. sweet17: You look like the Farm Fresh guy lol bloodninja: Well, you look like you ATE the Farm Fresh guy.... bloodninja: Not to mention all the groceries. sweet17: Go **** yourself bloodninja: I was going to until I saw that picture bloodninja: Now my unit won't get hard for a week. sweet17: I shouldn't have sent you that picture. sweet17: You've done nothing but slam me. sweet17: you hurt me. bloodninja: And calling me the Farm Fresh guy doesn't hurt me? sweet17: I thought you were bullcrapping me! bloodninja: Why would I do that? sweet17: I can't believe that cops are after you bloodninja: I can't believe Santa lets you sit on his lap.. sweet17: **** YOU!!! bloodninja: You'd break both of his legs. sweet17: You're a ******* *******! sweet17: I've been teased my whole life because of my weight sweet17: and you make fun of me when you don't even know me bloodninja: Ok. I'm sorry. sweet17: No you aren't bloodninja: You're right. I'm not. bloodninja: HAARRRRR! sweet17: I'm done with you bloodninja: Aww. I'm sorry. sweet17: I'm putting you on ignore bloodninja: Wait a sec bloodninja: We got off on the wrong foot. bloodninja: Wanna start over? sweet17: No bloodninja: I'll eat your kitty sweet17: You'll what? bloodninja: You heard me. bloodninja: I said I'd eat your kitty. sweet17: I thought you said you couldn't get it hard after seeing my picture bloodninja: Do I need a hard-on to eat your kitty? sweet17: I'd like to know that the man eating me out is excited yes bloodninja: Well I'm not like most men. bloodninja: I get excited in different ways. sweet17: Like what? bloodninja: Do you really wanna know? sweet17: I don't know bloodninja: You have to tell me yes or no. sweet17: I'm afraid to bloodninja: Why? sweet17: cause bloodninja: cause why? sweet17: well lets see sweet17: you say you have sex with turkeys. You call me fat. then you wanna eat me out sweet17: doesn't that seem strange to you? bloodninja: Nope sweet17: well its strange to me bloodninja: Fine. I won't do it if you don't want me to sweet17: I didn't say that bloodninja: So is that a yes? sweet17: I guess so. bloodninja: Ok. I need your help getting excited though. bloodninja: Are you willing? sweet17: What do you need me to do? bloodninja: I need you talk like a pirate. sweet17: ??? bloodninja: When I start to go limp... you say "HARRRR!!!" bloodninja: ok? bloodninja: Hello? sweet17: You can't be serious bloodninja: Oh yes I am! bloodninja: It's my fantasy. sweet17: this is retarded bloodninja: Do you want it or not? sweet17: Yes I want it. bloodninja: Then you'll do it for me? sweet17: sure bloodninja: Ok. Here we go. bloodninja: I gently remove your panties and being to massage your thighs. bloodninja: You get really juicy thinking about my tounge brushing up against them bloodninja: I softly begin to tounge your wet kitty. bloodninja: I run my tounge up and down your smooth ****. sweet17: mmmm yeah bloodninja: uh oh ...going limp. sweet17: Har bloodninja: You gotta do better than that! bloodninja: Your picture was really bad. sweet17: HARRRRRRRRRRRR bloodninja: Ahhhh. Much better. I feel your kitty get more moist with every stroke. bloodninja: I softly suck on your **** bringing it in and out of my mouth. bloodninja: Your juices run down my chin as your scent makes its way to my nose. bloodninja: I begin to feel empowered by your femininity. sweet17: mmmmmm you are good bloodninja: I feel your thighs tighten as I **** harder bloodninja: going limp sweet17: HARRRRRRR bloodninja: Mmmm I grab your swelling buttocks in my hands. bloodninja: You begin to sway back and forth. bloodninja: going limp sweet17: this is stupid bloodninja: ...still limp bloodninja: Do it! sweet17: HARRRRRRRRRRRRR bloodninja: I turn you around to lick your *******. bloodninja: I pry apart that battleship you call your ass. bloodninja: I see poo nuggets hanging from the hair around your ass. sweet17: WTF?!?!? bloodninja: They stink really bad. sweet17: OMG STOP!!! bloodninja: I start to get fed up with your ugly ass bloodninja: I tear off your wooden peg leg. bloodninja: I ram it up your ass. sweet17: YOURE A ******* PYSCHO!! bloodninja: Then I pour hot carmel over your head. bloodninja: And turn you into a ******* candy apple... bloodninja: I kick you in the face! sweet17: **** YOU *******!! bloodninja: The celluloid from your cheeks hits the side of the cabin... bloodninja: Your parrot flys away. bloodninja: ...going limp again. bloodninja: Hello? bloodninja: Say it! bloodninja: HAARRRRRR!!!!! __________ Wellhung: Hello, Sweetheart. What do you look like? Sweetheart: I am wearing a red silk blouse, a miniskirt and high heels. I work out every day, I'm toned and perfect. My measurements are 36-24-36. What do you look like? Wellhung: I'm 6'3" and about 280 pounds.I wear glasses and I have on a pair of blue sweat pants I just bought from Walmart.I'm also wearing a T-shirt with a few spots of barbecue sauce on it from dinner...it smells funny. Sweetheart: I want you.Would you like to screw me? Wellhung: OK Sweetheart: We're in my bedroom.There's soft music playing on the stereo and candles on my dresser and night table.I'm looking up into your eyes, smiling. My hand works its way down to your crotch and begins to fondle your huge, swelling bulge. Wellhung: I'm gulping, I'm beginning to sweat. Sweetheart: I'm pulling up your shirt and kissing your chest. Wellhung: Now I'm unbuttoning your blouse.My hands are trembling. Sweetheart: I'm moaning softly. Wellhung: I'm taking hold of your blouse and sliding it off slowly. Sweetheart: I'm throwing my head back in pleasure.The cool silk slides off my warm skin.I'm rubbing your bulge faster, pulling and rubbing. Wellhung: My hand suddenly jerks spastically and accidentally rips a hole in your blouse.I'm sorry. Sweetheart: That's OK, it wasn't really too expensive. Wellhung: I'll pay for it. Sweetheart: Don't worry about it.I'm wearing a lacy black bra.My soft breasts are rising and falling, as I breath harder and harder. Wellhung: I'm fumbling with the clasp on your bra.I think it's stuck. Do you have any scissors? Sweetheart: I take your hand and kiss it softly.I'm reaching back undoing the clasp. The bra slides off my body. The air caresses my breasts. My nipples are erect for you. Wellhung: How did you do that? I'm picking up the bra and inspecting the clasp. Sweetheart: I'm arching my back. Oh baby. I just want to feel your tongue all over me. Wellhung: I'm dropping the bra. Now I'm licking your, you know, breasts. They're neat! Sweetheart: I'm running my fingers through your hair. Now I'm nibbling your ear. Wellhung: I suddenly sneeze. Your breasts are covered with spit and phlegm. Sweetheart: What? Wellhung: I'm so sorry. Really. Sweetheart: I'm wiping your phlegm off my breasts with the remains of my blouse. Wellhung: I'm taking the sopping wet blouse from you. I drop it with a plop. Sweetheart: OK. I'm pulling your sweat pants down and rubbing your hard tool. Wellhung: I'm screaming like a woman. Your hands are cold! Yeeee! Sweetheart: I'm pulling up my miniskirt. Take off my panties. Wellhung: I'm pulling off your panties. My tongue is going all over, in and out nibbling on you...umm... wait a minute. Sweetheart: What's the matter? Wellhung: I've got a pubic hair caught in my throat. I'm choking. Sweetheart: Are you OK? Wellhung: I'm having a coughing fit. I'm turning all red. Sweetheart: Can I help? Wellhung: I'm running to the kitchen, choking wildly. I'm fumbling through the cabinets, looking for a cup. Where do you keep your cups? Sweetheart: In the cabinet to the right of the sink. Wellhung: I'm drinking a cup of water. There, that's better. Sweetheart: Come back to me, lover. Wellhung: I'm washing the cup now. Sweetheart: I'm on the bed arching for you. Wellhung: I'm drying the cup. Now I'm putting it back in the cabinet. And now I'm walking back to the bedroom. Wait, it's dark, I'm lost. Where's the bedroom? Sweetheart: Last door on the left at the end of the hall. Wellhung: I found it. Sweetheart: I'm tuggin' off your pants. I'm moaning. I want you so badly. Wellhung: Me too. Sweetheart: Your pants are off. I kiss you passionately-our naked bodies pressing each other. Wellhung: Your face is pushing my glasses into my face. It hurts. Sweetheart Why don't you take off your glasses? Wellhung: OK, but I can't see very well without them. I place the glasses on the night table. Sweetheart: I'm bending over the bed. Give it to me, baby! Wellhung: I have to pee. I'm fumbling my way blindly across the room and toward the bathroom. Sweetheart: Hurry back, lover. Wellhung: I find the bathroom and it's dark. I'm feeling around for the toilet. I lift the lid. Sweetheart: I'm waiting eagerly for your return. Wellhung: I'm done going. I'm feeling around for the flush handle, but I can't find it. Uh-oh! Sweetheart: What's the matter now? Wellhung: I've realized that I've peed into your laundry hamper. Sorry again. I'm walking back to the bedroom now, blindly feeling my way. Sweetheart: Mmm, yes. Come on. Wellhung: OK, now I'm going to put my...you know ...thing...in your...you know...woman's thing. Sweetheart: Yes! Do it, baby! Do it! Wellhung: I'm touching your smooth butt. It feels so nice. I kiss your neck. Umm, I'm having a little trouble here. Sweetheart: I'm moving my ass back and forth, moaning. I can't stand it another second! Slide in! Screw me now! Wellhung: I'm flaccid. Sweetheart: What? Wellhung: I'm limp. I can't sustain an erection. Sweetheart: I'm standing up and turning around; an incredulous look on my face. Wellhung: I'm shrugging with a sad look on my face, my weiner all floppy. I'm going to get my glasses and see what's wrong. Sweetheart: No, never mind. I'm getting dressed. I'm putting on my underwear. Now I'm putting on my wet nasty blouse. Wellhung: No wait! Now I'm squinting, trying to find the night table. I'm feeling along the dresser, knocking over cans of hair spray, picture frames and your candles. Sweetheart: I'm buttoning my blouse. Now I'm putting on my shoes. Wellhung: I've found my glasses. I'm putting them on. My God! One of our candles fell on the curtain. The curtain is on fire! I'm pointing at it, a shocked look on my face. Sweetheart: Go to hell. I'm logging off, you loser! Wellhung: Now the carpet is on fire! Oh noooo! All your dropzone are belong to us!!!!111!

bloodninja: Baby, I been havin a tough night so treat me nice aight? BritneySpears14: Aight. bloodninja: Slip out of those pants baby, yeah. BritneySpears14: I slip out of my pants, just for you, bloodninja. bloodninja: Oh yeah, aight. Aight, I put on my robe and wizard hat. BritneySpears14: Oh, I like to play dress up. bloodninja: Me too baby. BritneySpears14: I kiss you softly on your chest. bloodninja: I cast Lvl. 3 Eroticism. You turn into a real beautiful woman. BritneySpears14: Hey... bloodninja: I meditate to regain my mana, before casting Lvl. 8 Cock of the Infinite. BritneySpears14: Funny I still don't see it. bloodninja: I spend my mana reserves to cast Mighty F*ck of the Beyondness. BritneySpears14: You are the worst cyber partner ever. This is ridiculous. bloodninja: Don't f*ck with me bitch, I'm the mightiest sorcerer of the lands. bloodninja: I steal yo soul and cast Lightning Lvl. 1,000,000 Your body explodes into a fine bloody mist, because you are only a Lvl. 2 Druid. BritneySpears14: Don't ever message me again you piece of ****. bloodninja: Robots are trying to drill my brain but my lightning shield inflicts DOA attack, leaving the robots as flaming piles of metal. bloodninja: King Arthur congratulates me for destroying Dr. Robotnik's evil army of Robot Socialist Republics. The cold war ends. Reagan steals my accomplishments and makes like it was cause of him. bloodninja: You still there baby? I think it's getting hard now. bloodninja: Baby? ------------------- bloodninja: Ok baby, we got to hurry, I don't know how long I can keep it ready for you. j_gurli3: thats ok. ok i'm a japanese schoolgirl, what r u. bloodninja: A Rhinocerus. Well, hung like one, thats for sure. j_gurli3: haha, ok lets go. j_gurli3: i put my hand through ur hair, and kiss u on the neck. bloodninja: I stomp the ground, and snort, to alert you that you are in my breeding territory. j_gurli3: haha, ok, u know that turns me on. j_gurli3: i start unbuttoning ur shirt. bloodninja: Rhinoceruses don't wear shirts. j_gurli3: No, ur not really a Rhinocerus silly, it's just part of the game. bloodninja: Rhinoceruses don't play games. They f*cking charge your ass. j_gurli3: stop, cmon be serious. bloodninja: It doesn't get any more serious than a Rhinocerus about to charge your ass. bloodninja: I stomp my feet, the dust stirs around my tough skinned feet. j_gurli3: thats it. bloodninja: Nostrils flaring, I lower my head. My horn, like some phallic symbol of my potent virility, is the last thing you see as skulls collide and mine remains the victor. You are now a bloody red ragdoll suspended in the air on my mighty horn. bloodninja: Goddam am I hard now. -------------- BritneySpears14: Ok, are you ready? eminemBNJA: Aight, yeah I'm ready. BritneySpears14: I like your music Em... Tee hee. eminemBNJA: huh huh, yeah, I make it for the ladies. BritneySpears14: Mmm, we like it a lot. Let me show you. BritneySpears14: I take off your pants, slowly, and massage your muscular physique. eminemBNJA: Oh I like that Baby. I put on my robe and wizard hat. BritneySpears14: What the f*ck, I told you not to message me again. eminemBNJA: Oh **** BritneySpears14: I swear if you do it one more time I'm gonna report your ISP and say you were sending me kiddie porn you f*ck up. eminemBNJA: Oh **** eminemBNJA: damn I gotta write down your names or something All your dropzone are belong to us!!!!111!

Aiight, aiight... All your dropzone are belong to us!!!!111!

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I can't help you much about the 'fear factor' (no pun intended) because its is deeply personal, but I had a similar experience on my AFF level 5: I have a stiff back and i can't arch much, so as soon as my JM let me go (he did it very early into the jump this time), I began to wobble and instinctively tried to 'hold' myself onto the air with my hands and legs. Bad idea: I only made the oscillations worse. I had to re-jump this one and, while viewing the vid my JM told me to hold my legs steadier. He also told me that the oscillations aren't so much of a problem...it's not pretty to look at but you won't go upside down unless you change your body position a lot. He also told me that this time I would have to make my first free exit. So I jump from the plane, instinctively pull my legs forward, tumble for 5 secs (it seemed much longer to me) when finally the lessons kick in: ARCH! Just like a miracle, I slowly come back to a belly down position: 1st huge confidence build-up. However, this time I contract my legs muscles a lot and I begin to spin uncontrollably... I couldn't counter the spin with my shoulders. I was also wobbling again a bit but this time I left it alone and nothing serious happened...2nd confidence build-up. So I fail this one again but at the same time I feel much more in control: arching DOES work, and wobbling is just a nuisance. Furthermore, the JM tells me during the vid debriefing that a knee deeper than the other is what induced the spin. He told me to briefly put a foot against the other to check the symetry of my legs if this happens again. The next day I tried it again and it went like a breeze. Like someone said, I had found the button. And bellyflying is much easier than riding a bike IMO. I still wobble a bit when I have to use a big old container because all the nice Omega containers have been taken by students who got up earlier than me (I don't own my rig yet). Then I have to arch a lot and really strain the muscles of my back to make it cease (yes I'm really stiff. I can't touch my toes with my fingers by far...). So if you try it again (I hope so!), just remember: - even moderate arching works. - oscillations won't flip you upside down. - check visually your arms and do a toe touch if you're spinning unvoluntarily. - your JM is watching over you. - your AAD is there if all else fails. And don't give up. This is too much fun. All your dropzone are belong to us!!!!111!