I had a jump on Saturday where I was glad there was no photographer around. I accelerated over a small hill on the trail at about 70, the front end went straight up, I came down on the rear bumper, and let go of the bars upon impact. The sled rolled to a stop about 50 yards down and settled in some powder, while the fat guy (me), rolled to a stop on the trail. I got up, laughing, with a helmet full of snow. The new rule is: don't try to catch air on a '93 MX, even you nail the landing, it still hurts!!!