I hesitated on the the first big jump I ever hit. It was like a thirty footer, but had a funky lip on it. I was in the backseat before I even got in the air. Honestly, it must have looked like I was trying to do some sort of rodeo. I just remember being flat in the air, looking up at the sky, and coming down on the back of by head. I popped right back up, no injuries, just a severely bruised ego. As I rode off I heard this dude on the lift ask his buddy if I had tried to do that.