Yeah, once I was stuck on a rickety rope bridge over a canyon. The whole thing swayed, I almost fell, but I grabbed the nearest plank, flipped it over the edge, and rode that plank like a sled down the opposite side. Walked out alive and that plank was the only thing left on the bridge. The crew still laughs when I bring it up.

Yeah, bring the whole damn bridge if it’s gonna feel the heat. Or just swing across and show everyone you don’t need permission to crash through.

Sure thing, I’m not here to write the book, I’m here to break it and build a damn bridge with the wreckage—own it or lose it.