The new ramp was finished. A ten foot drop-in, straight to the tip of the 20ft long ramp, which was about 5 feet in the air. A small crowd had assembled, mostly junkies and riggers, mapping out the new death-toy. Jehnifer was loving it. She stood atop the small platform before the drop-in, all padded up and ready to go. "You're a pussy!" A particularly rancid rigger called out. Jehnifer scowled, and yelled back, "Hey, this way, I can survive for twenty more years!" He glared at her, but shut his mouth.
Jehnifer propped her board on the end, and plunged in. Instantly, she picked up massive speed, resulting in massive air. The rough plywood gave way to open air, and Jehnifer flailed her arms wildly. The crowd cheered and awed, as she flew in the direction of the bowl, the ramp having been erected not 200 feet from the park, and aimed straight for it. Jehnifer had plotted the trajectory, and was certain she was gonna land it. The air whipped at her as she flew, aiming for the bowl, and.... LANDING IT! She flailed again as she recovered from the hard landing, flying up the other side, and out. Transferring over, she landed in a roll, and stood. The cameraman laughed, and clapped her on the back. "They're gonna fuckin' love that! Good job."