I was here first, I remember I climbed a mountain, the mountain is very steep, I dare not look down, my legs are soft.
I overturned the car in the highway.
It's really scary to remember.
By the way; I just watched a new movie titled "Beyond the Edge".
"On 29 May 1953, Hillary and Nepalese Sherpa mountaineer Tenzing Norgay became the first climbers to reach the summit of Mount Everest."-----http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edmund_Hillary
The movie is about the first successful ascent of Mount Everest.
"Mount Everest, also known in Nepal as Sagarmāthā and in Tibet as Chomolungma, is Earth's highest mountain. It is located in the Mahalangur section of the Himalayas. Its peak is 8,848 metres (29,029 ft) above sea level and is the 5th furthest summit from the center of Earth. The international border between China and Nepal runs across the precise summit point. Its massif includes neighboring peaks Lhotse, 8,516 m (27,940 ft); Nuptse, 7,855 m (25,771 ft) and Changtse, 7,580 m (24,870 ft)."-------http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mount_Everest
Amazing movie. What Tenzing Norgay and Edmund Hillary did is something that absolutely surpasses most of what mankind thinks of as spectacular. I found it difficult to believe that they overcame those obstacles, especially in the last 300 meters of their ascent.
Also, one might write or say; "My legs are like 'jelly'"
One might add; "I was shaking with fear." or "I was trembling with fear." or
"I was trembling with excitement.
I once climbed a cliff that was tending toward the vertical. In other words, it had a slight angle, but was going almost straight Up and Down, or so it seemed. Climbing up, was not so difficult.
I would reach up, grab a rock or tree and pull upward. I must have gone upward about 200 meters.
I reached my goal, which was a small waterfall.
Then, I started back down. That was not so easy. My legs felt like jelly, and I was absolutely terrified of falling. Going down, when you cannot see ahead of you is not so easy.
My hands and arms could not lead the way and pull me. I had to find footholds, and I could not see very well. I began praying, because I honestly did not believe that I would be able to get down from the cliff without falling and killing myself of suffering severe trauma. With every step I took, with every single move of my body, I prayed to God. I was that sure that I would not make a safe descent. When I reached the bottom, I was so much the wiser. I vowed to never try something like that ever again.