The last time I saw Snõõper, I left bleeding with a split lip and worried I needed a dentist to check a tooth. As a photographer in the pit, I can usually plant my feet and track crowd surfers in my peripheral vision. But with Snõõper, the crowd climbed onstage and leaped off so fast that I needed eyes in the back of my head to stay clear of multiple stage divers at once. When lamenting my injury, I made sure to add, “and I would do it again.”