So on sunday I tried to jib the old ski jumps at fortress on our way back to the car... they have perpendicular boards sticking out and i caught my tail on the way down and landed on a metal fin putting a "two centimeter hole" (according to patrol) in my right hip which is now a big swollen purple handle of love. The patrol towed my sorry ass through the flats to get back to the bottom of the hill cause i couldnt really walk too well. So thanks fortress patrol, you guys rock. I've learned my lesson never to jib on a pow day.
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Published by shredtherad: 6:26 PM
Updated On: 2/8/2006 at 12:19 AM
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