I'm now a member of a pretty small club.

I would've never dreamt that my skydive would trigger such gushing enthusiasm. I still don't really understand exactly what I've accomplished, although I always suspected it would be a truly spectacular moment.

Well, I jumped for the first time when I was 16. I just loved it and immediately realized that it was what I wanted to do.

I always had the dream of flying, and the cheapest way is to become a skydiver.

Extreme sport has only ever been about goals and the ways to achieve these goals. Adrenaline plays a part, but it's never in the foreground.

That spin became so violent, it was hard to know how to get out of it. I was able to get it under control and break the speed of sound...I could feel myself break the speed of sound. I could feel the air building up and then I hit it.

I was crossing the English Channel with a carbon-fiber wing on my back.