when i ruptured my spleen last year, the world seriously stopped. i sacked up to try a spin on this kicker that was bigger then anything ive ever hit, and as soon as i got 180 i knew i was fucked cause i hadnt kept my compsure and let my momentum carry me, so i flew threw the air sideways and watched the ground get closer. i fuckin swear erthing stoppped, and pretty much carried on a conversation with my friends on the deck saying how much it was gonna suck when i stopped floating. but yea as soon as you hit your just like "yup this sucks as much as i thought it would"