Weed McCoy

My friends and I thought it'd be fun

to bungee jump off the Grand Canyon.

"The thrill of a lifetime" they told me.

And it was.

There's no feeling like it.

I have no regrets about that stunt,

even though it didn't end well for me.

I whooped like a wild Indian all the way down.

The first time.

The ground dropping out from beneath me, then coming closer and closer

before it was falling away again, and I was flying up.

I was defying gravity.

but not for long.

I fell again, the wind rushing past my face.

Then I heard the cord snap.

I fell faster now, gaining speed.

Obviously it was the fall that killed me.

But man! What a rush!