Then again, I remember a story many years ago of a man who jumped from one of the Charleston area bridges, and walked away with cuts and bruises. (Didn't know water was sharp! Neither was the jumper. Had to be a DUmmie.)
Something like that happened a long time ago, maybe the 70s in Huntington, WV.
A blind drunk Pittian wino decided to end it all by jumping into the Ohio River.
He staggered out onto the 6th Street bridge, unseen by anyone as it was the middle of the night, climbed the railing and jumped.
He was found midmorning the next day, sober, screaming bloody murder, and stuck up to his waist in mud at the edge of the water.
Apparently in the dark he didn't realize he hadn't walked far enough to be over the river.
He recovered to vote democrat in the next election.