and went into my passenger side door. from his fourth floor apartment, chris johns watches as terrified drivers swerve to avoid the gunman. he s roving the streets, kind of methodically shooting at anything that moved. security at john s building has already called 911. but with no sign yet of police, johns opts to create a diversion using himself. and at that point, something went off in my head where i said what can i do to distract this guy. so i immediately started shouting, hey, you mad man. madman, why don t you come up here. come on up here, bud eye. shoot me. i want to die. come shoot me. i m ready to die. kill me, i want to die. please, kill me. i thought it would get his attention, something that sounds crazy. and he s in an altered state.
to jail. i ve been to jail a couple times for base jumping. jester tries a peace offering. i think he wanted to see it as much as i wanted to jump. if he really wanted to stop me he could have yanked me off the leblg. he made no effort. jester jumps. 15 seconds later he make as perfect landing on the beach. you did that, bud eye, nowdb you re going to jail. i could see the police officer racing down the other end of the bridge. i figured they d send me a ticket and they hauled me to jail. jester goes to trial and is convicted of disobeying a police