I Should Be Dead Right Now: How I Fell And Broke The Laws of Physics.

Over ten feet. Concrete. Complete darkness. A physics equation that should have ended with my skull fracturing against asphalt. Tuesday night in the natural darkness of Beachwood Canyon, I stepped out of a Jeep and straight into nothingness, plummeting through black air with the moon suddenly visible above me.

Want to know what it feels like when death's fingers brush against you but inexplicably don't close?