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Many people have that urge.
2 broken legs later…
Especially when I saw the twisted, mangled wreck of a Ford Escort on the rocks below.
I can't fly so I don't.
As for "when am I ready?" You'll never be ready. It works in reverse, you become ready by doing it. - pmbomb
I can't help about the shape I'm in, I can't sing I ain't pretty and my legs are thin
But don't ask me what I think of you, I might not give the answer that you want me to
I've parachuted before and felt that it might be a good way to leave this life if you were suffering from some nasty terminal illness. Certain death, great thrill on the way down, probably wouldn't even feel real until a few seconds before you hit, at that point close eyes and give two fingers to life.
But, I've never felt that about jumping from a tower block.
However, I think it would be appealing if in a Twin Towers type situation. Being burned alive or suffocating in toxic fumes, I think a jump into fresh air would be peaceful in comparison.
So maybe that's where the urge might come from, a feeling of escape.
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Not with the bandsaw running though.
However two lads I worked with did. One cut his middle finger knuckle clean off. The second cut between third and fourth finger into the middle of his hand. Given the cold temperature both said they never felt anything until noticing the blood.
Something like this
Not quite as quick but not far off.
Be it a cliff face , balcony, even a hill side