| | this had been an old military chute without any such abilities.<br><br>I considered whether I should try and find the possible line-over and begin cutting lines (one by one) with my connected cloak collection cutter.<br><br>By experience, I possibly could ＾feel" that I had not regained fatal velocity (about 147 miles per hour)...yet. It was probably because of the minor friction brought on by the actual ＾Used Rubber" flailing over me. Physicists will tell you that certain square lawn may decrease your free-fall momentum through up to Twenty percent.<br><br>But a fast glance at the on-rushing ground (thought of floor colour begins around the Ten,000 in order to 12,000 feet ceiling) as well as verification with my personal wrist altimeter told me which i truly did not have much time for actively playing Sherlock Holmes/Brain Surgeon along with any problem cloak outlines.<br><br>Damn, I personally don't like this when this happens...<br><br>[Continued in ＾Imagine That...(3) - Medical Grass Wars and Angels associated with Whim Revisited."]<br><br>Your buddy
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