The Jumper

The wind whistled about me as I stood on the ledge. I’d never been so high up before. I could barely keep my legs from shaking.
Down below, people had begun to gather, attracted by the helicopter spotlight and the blue flashing lights of the emergency vehicles.
They had closed off the street to traffic and were busy cordoning off the area below, so that I wouldn’t land on a pedestrian.
With a gasp from the crowd, I stepped off the ledge and plummeted earthward …

… SPLAT …!

I landed successfully in the pool of warm blancmange and broke the world record.