Take this Nik Wallenda! What’s the Vegas odds on this kook doing his best impression of spit hitting the sidewalk later on today?
“On Tuesday, Martin will lay inside a plywood box with his hands cuffed to a belt around his waist and his right arm chained to the inside of the box. The casket’s door will then be held tight with a prison door lock for which no key exists; a locksmith scrambled the tumblers.
The box will be rolled out of the plane – a Short SC.7 Skyvan – at about 14,500 feet. Two skydivers will stabilize the box by holding handles on the side, while a drogue similar to the parachutes used to slow drag-racing cars and fighter jets will further steady it from the top as Martin picks the locks. He expects to be free and tracking away at around 7,000 feet after about 40 seconds of free fall, and plans to land on a farm in Serena, 70 miles southwest of Chicago.”
Of course he’s landing 70 miles outside of Chi-raq, can you imagine pulling off this stunt only to get shot by some gangbanger for wearing the wrong color jumpsuit?