My thoughts on the ride to altitude have been more consistent, but I'm shaking less than I used to...
What!? I thought. Jump out of the plane unattached? That's nuts!
Then I thought, Well, I don't see why I couldn't do it...
Soon enough I was on the plane, at altitude, stepping towards that screaming evil blowhole called "the door." (The primitive part of my brain is still convinced that door = bad news.) Fighting my instincts and the wind, I somehow got into position.
Ready! Set! Go!
Out of nowhere the instructor grabbed my arm handle, gave me the Relax! signal and let go.
Oh yeah. Relax! I'd forgotten about that. I relaxed (as much as I could) and found myself more stable. From there it was easy: spin left 360 degrees stop, spin right 360 degrees, stop etc... It was weird seeing the view twirl so fast, and even weirder to think I was causing it.
I thought my tumbleweed exit might have disqualified me, but I passed the level. On to level seven!