ZZZZZZZZZZZZOOOOOP! That was the sound of my 86 year old father flying through the woods as he tested out the zipline brake. I looked out my bedroom window, catching the scene midaction and long after I could have stopped him. He had barely squeezed his gut and butt into the the swing seat that dangled from the contraption, his knees turned inward and h…
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