So here is one of the latest from a little ice blocking dilly that I went to. As soon as I got there I joined the group on the tallest hill and the longest train and I was on the back end of the train. What happened is that the front of the train hit a dead stop and the back of the train fish tailed to the front and then just barrel rolled from there, people, ice blocks and all. My shoulder (see below) somehow too most of the impact. I thought it was kinda lame cuz I got right up and the girl who ROLLED OVER ME laid on the ground and milked it like she was in pain. I would like to see what she has to offer in terms of battle wounds. Girls are such wussies.
SO now I have a scar on each shoulder....one from ice blocking and one from alpine sleds. My need for speed seems to be takin a toll on my subcutaneous.