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Ultimate Sledding

Behind my house growing up, was a greenspace/park that was ~1km long, and about ~100 ft in elevation from top to bottom. It was littered with decorative boulders, shrubs, park equipment (swing sets, slides, etc.) and many many trees. Every winter, we would spend most of a Saturday building, wetting, and freezing moguls of various sizes and locations along the already winding and hilly terrain. We would also create ditches and holes in the snow.

Once nightfall set in after dinner (~7:00), we would go to the top of the park, and anywhere from 4 to 8 of us would proceed in a high-speed GT Snowracer race to the bottom. This was of course a full-contact race, with hidden perils studding the course. Punching, kicking, spitting, tackling, gladiatorial contact, distractions, dirty tricks, name-calling, picking up your sled and running, everything was allowed.

Every race was a legend. Every broken bone, sprained ankle, skinned shin, busted racer, and last-place finish a crowning achievement.