Cover art by John Borruso
You fall faster and faster until you can fall no faster; that's about when you hit. At this speed, most things are liquid. Certainly that means you. The process continues until the subject meets a solid; tests have shown that solids are still. Solids stop your fall with a splatter. (But solids do fall, too.)
At this speed, most things are liquid. Certainly that means you.
The process continues until the subject meets a solid; tests have shown that solids are still.
Solids stop your fall with a splatter. (But solids do fall, too.)