Out the Window From 30 Stories Up

As I kid I always dreamed of doing this. I guess I've always been fascinated with the beauty of flight. I used to throw paper airplanes out my window on the second floor when my mother would send me to my room. I would go out later and pick them up and keep the one that flew the farthest as a "past champion" for the next time. I wish I had grown up on th 30th floor!