HAHA, this reminds me of something.
Me and some friends went to Les Deux Alpes in france, we had a great time there. (It was during the belgian championship, i know, i know, belgian championship in france? It's because belgium isn't much of a snowy-country) Well, when we got there, i wasn't really experienced, it was the 2nd time i went for a ride. Ever. So You had rides down with categories, first green, and at the end black. Totally confident i went straight ahead to the black park, witch was pretty steep, barely anny snow, just ice. So i went down, and i fell imediatly, but it was so steep i kept going and going faster, and faster. I thought i was going to die.(HAHA) At the end, i managed to get a grip on the little snow there was, and started to slow down. At the end, some really experienced guy helped me to slow down. I thanked him, i said, in dutch ofcourse (in dutch it's: heel erg bedankt!) witch ofcourse means, thanks dude, i owe you one! So i got down the hill, looked back and saw a whole trace left behind by my ass. Then i remembered the pain, looked at my pants, and they we're ripped apart. Lucky for me there we're enough stores there!
I remember how scared i was, and how foolish. Now i really am pissed at myself for being so ignorant. HAHA, but now, me and my friends from back then still laugh about it. Great times!
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