17, in 1978, in Indiantown, FL.
No AFF, No static line- just me and a ripcord from 3300 feet
A paracommander and a belly-mount reserve and AAD's on both canopies, in case I locked up. After landing, I fell over on my back in grass and laughed hysterically (photo attached, see I haven't changed a bit.), and boarded the very next airplane. Laurel Nichols
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If it weren't for physics and law enforcement, I'd be unstoppable.-Anon