I’d like to think I would look down. I’m not going to be aware of anything upon impact. I was once hit by a car while riding my bicycle. It was like my consciousness was turned off by a light switch–not even a registration of pain. If I had never come to, I wouldn’t have known. When I did regain consciousness, I was surrounded by EMTs and the police were on scene so I must have been out for several minutes.
I dove off a bridge into a river once, maybe from 50-60’. It was kinda cool watching my reflection in the water rush up to meet me.
It’s a full jumpsuit. I’m not sure of the purpose. From the bright colors, I’m thinking maybe to make us highly visible to the other visitors along the Strip?
Hell, i did a small zipline once, and couldn’t bring myself to jump. I finally sat on the edge, which was low enough that i could feel the support of the line, and then i skootched off.
Jumpsuit and booties, and you have to take off your shoes and empty your pockets. I assume they don’t want you dropping anything or anything falling loose.