<chef’s kiss>

I am, sadly, going to die. But the circumstances under which I have declared I will die have not even begun to manifest. Things like being on Mars and somehow being allowed to make an epic dirtbike jump off of Olympus Mons.

I mean, with a custom built electric bike and some good engineering, maybe a glider assist, you could have quite a bit of hang time. I just haven’t gotten around to it