Reminds me of something stoopid I did on a snowmobile during a company-department outing.
Started at the top of a long hill with moderate slope racing my boss. We were wearing the head-to-toe safety "uniform".
Too late as my eyes saw a hidden sharp rise at the bottom.
The last thinkg I saw before I got airborne and separarted from the snowmobile was 45 mph.
People tell me they watched in amazement...now I have never been in active duty military much less ever jumped out of an perfectly good airplane, but I did take the ground course for learning how to land - PLF = Parachute Landing Fall - and amazingly that's what came into my mind.
So after landing and rolling for what seemed an eternity I popped up with nothing broken or twisted - gave the two raised fists over head pump and a loud whoop - jogged on over the the sowmobile about 20 yards away, fired her up - no damage to her either - and NEVER DID THAT AGAIN.

ray:
Pete