My problem jump was the second one. I did civilian free fall before jump school to see if I wanted to go. We jumped Blackhawks and ram air canopies (Green Beret Sport Parachute Club, Ft. Bragg) On the second jump I was sitting in the middle of the door, legs crossed and knees beyond the lip of the door. I was holding on to the static line tether for dear life. The jumpmaster taps me on the shoulder and asks what I am scared of. I told him falling out. He says, hell man, you got a parachute on. I told him there is a difference between jumping and falling. Since I had a great first jump with an easy opening, I left my harness a little loose on the second. I go out the door, the chute opens, harness rises up, chest buckle whacks me in the chin (breaking a small piece of bone from it) and I sing soprano all the way down. After that, they all went perfect (no more loose harnesses....)
But I love that pic...