Bowman: Uh...first hurdle. Bridge out...deliberately destroyed. Mindmistress: Yes, I see. Give me five minutes...I'll be able to create a 'catwalk'. Bowman: No, don't. There's another way...allow me...Hey, wait...with those boots and the weight of the Jeep---you're lifting ten times your weight...you can probably only leap thirty feet straight up.... Bowman: How far across--?

Mindmistress: Maybe 100 feet...yiiiii!!! Bowman: Only looks seventy-five feet to me...let's try it! Bowman (Caption): Reckless? No doubt. Maybe the first stage of that madness she talked about...or...just maybe...Bowman (Caption): It was the sheer....exultation. The joy of movement. ---After being paralyzed for months---helpless, babylike, constantly looked after---I needed the activity. The challenge. Bowman: Made it!! Mindmistress: Barely.
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