One of the things I admire most about mankind is our ability to come up with creative ways to die while having an adrenalin rush.

Take me for example.  Though I did not die doing it, I did try to drive up a real snowy hill today just to see if my car would make it.  When it started to slide down backwards I remembered the sinking feeling I had during the last snow storm when I ripped the mirror off of the passenger side door trying to do the same thing on my friend's steep driveway.  

But like I said, I didn't die trying.  I mean, it's not like I strapped wings and 4 jet engines to my arms and jumped out of an airplane.  OK, that guy didn't die either, but I think that is more likely to get him before snowy hills do me.

Well, if you liked the jet powered bicycle, I think you will enjoy Jet Man.