I remember just how high that rope took you; in the beginning I was trying to convince myself that this wasn't so bad, but the rope continued to carry me ever higher until I was above the entire camp! At the top, I could barely look down let alone pull the rip-chord to release myself. I desperately wanted to come back down to ground level, but sadly I realized that there was only one way down. I pulled that chord and whoosh, my body began free falling as if the single rope keeping me suspended had detached at the pulling of the rip-chord. Thankfully, this was not the case and I began swinging back and forth, bck and forth with so much speed that I probably could have cleared a football field had I let go. Honestly, I'm just glad I didn't lose my lunch!
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