Skydiving is generally a happy place of fresh air, freedom, and fun. Except for the odd occasion when you're plummeting towards the ground entangled in your pilot chute with a shit-ton of lines everywhere. Then the only thing coursing through your veins is fear, and the only thing running through your mind is "Fuuuuuck!"
Skydiving is generally a happy place of fresh air, freedom, and fun. Except for the odd occasion when you're plummeting towards the ground entangled in your pilot chute with a shit-ton of lines everywhere. Then the only thing coursing through your veins is fear, and the only thing running through your mind is "Fuuuuuck!"
