Well, I finally got up the nerve to attempt a kicker in the park on Sunday. In my mind, the warm temperatures had shrunk their size just enough that I was willing to try the smallest one in the park.
It was an impressive failure! I don't remember the flying through the air part, but I do remember landing on the knuckle, catching my heelside edge, and slamming my (helmeted) head into the mountain before sliding 50 or 60 feet on my backside down the landing zone. I did a quick damage...