Nothing really. It was looking like a highside over a cliff but I managed to catch it enough to bring the speed down and turn it into a slower lowside. I hit the ground, did kind of a front flip and was back on my feet running down the hill. I got turned around and ran back to the bike, shut it off and gave it the old adrenaline fueled Hulkamania lift. (This ended up hurting my arm a little.) At this point I realized the bike stopped with the front tire hanging about an inch over the edge of the drop off and when I lifted it the bike tried to roll down it. I had to brace myself and hold it in place while waiting for the guy I was riding with to realize something was wrong and come back to give me a hand.
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