Courtesy of the place where I jumped this past summer.
Brings back memories, it does.
Even a little bit of the nausea when they landed.
But the girl with the big smile. Nah, that wasn't me.
Which reminds me, how come we had the WWII looking helmets and goggles and the guys we jumped with wore what looked like motorcycle helmets and sunglasses?
In other words ... we played the part of the geeks. They looked cool.