You'd scrape your shins getting up buildings,
twist your ankle jumping from rafter to roof, but you needed to get gone, otherwise you'd never see that reassuring daylight again.
In high school Jackson did things like
twist his
ankle while winning the state title in the triple
jump (48» 8 1/4») and then come back the same day to set a state record (9.54) in the 100 - yard dash; like throw a discus 149 feet without spinning his body, because he'd never been taught the proper form; like win the state decathlon crown his junior and senior years without running the mile, the final event, because «distance is the only thing I hate about track.»