I actually had a good laugh at that. During my initial testing of my hammock suspension I've had a number of setups fail on me, and at heights more than a foot. Fortunately, I did my testing on the trails of a local county park under a spread of hemlock trees, the needles covering the ground made for a soft landing.
Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intent of arriving safely in a well preserved body, but to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, worn out, and loudly proclaiming Wow! What a Ride!