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Making Grown Men Cry Since 1992
I am trying to follow G as she climbs a tree to get out onto a fallen-log bridge that goes over a deep canyon. I can’t seem to make the last step from the tree to the log because my left foot keeps changing into something else. The log bridge shifts suddenly in its notch, knocking G off her balance and causing her to spin around it like a propeller. She files off and falls, hitting her head on a rock with a loud crack.