I’m not sure why a video montage of the worst wipeouts from the 2016 Volcom Pipe Pro is doing it for me this morning, but it most certainly is. Maybe it’s because I just got out of a shitty relationship, and this clip of gnarly bails — both successfully and unsuccessfully executed — makes my own exit strategy look comparatively graceful and well-thought-out.
On second thought, my unholy dismount should probably be in this thing… somewhere before (or after) the 2:18 mark.
