Ha ya, thanks for moderating my word choice bitch. True, I no longer do either. I got my license jumping out of Lodi back in like 2010 with a close group of homies that we’re super into the sport and so far beyond your idea of extreme. A reckless group. One went on to be a world champ in skydiving, whatever the fuck that means. I got my license in a single weekend, staying at Lodi with one of the instructors who was a homie in the group. In keeping with Lodi’s sketch balls safety record I jumped like 30 times in 2 days, got everything signed off and applied for the license, which I got. The ultimate goal was to base jump a nearby bridge, competing with a bro who did his first base off it at 50 jumps, I ended up sending it after the weekend, again reckless and stupid. I was jumping a friends 155 rig, pretty nice set up he had with all the bells and whistles. Long story short, 2 guys in the group died a year later from sketchy jumps and I completely fizzled out. So ya, it’s not something I obsessed over for very long at all, but I would say that I dabbled. Fuck you