This is steeper than it looks. I wouldn't descend without my feet on the ground and Corey made it look like a piece of fluffy, soft cake. I blamed it on the fact that my bike is more than 10 years old, too big for me, and doesn't have shocks. Plus I may still be a bit traumatized from a high school bike accident which left my ability to have children in question.
Corey took me straight to the bike shop and bought me a new bike. Great, now I'll have no excuses for not going down the devil's pathway.