I did a handful of static line jumps from 3,000 ft way, way, way back. The couple seconds between leaving the door of the plane and feeling the chute open were the most terrifying of my life, at least on the first jump. I've had many crotch rockets over the years and whacking open the throttle at 55 and hitting over 100 in about 3 seconds is a pretty good rush, too, but I don't think it compares to the skydiving thing. I don't get a rush from diving, though-it's really the opposite. I find incredibly relaxing (assuming nothing goes wrong-I haven't had a life threatening experience yet, knock wood) and I feel euphoric after I finish. Now that just might be the result of the gas, I don't know...