[deadbodyman]

growing up in NY,winters were mostly spent finding things to do with ourselves.That soul hunter reminded me of a time when my friends and I "borrowed" Six VW hoods (from the foreign car salvage yard very close by)to go sledding with on the biggest hill around. Nobody ever went there because of all the trees (big pines) and the speed you generated going down it(especially with four or five friends pushing).But I swore there was a safe path and showed everybody where it was.After a lot of convincing talk we all agreed it could be done but nobody wanted to go first.Well it was only right that I volunteered,so I got on that hood and my budds gladly pushed.the snow was deep and fresh so I made it,but didnt go very fast,now everyone was lining up to be next.the next guy went a lot faster because the snow was packed a little,but hit a tree,he hopped off just in time.Now we were ALL having a blast cause everyone knew they were going to crash and each one was hilarious....We spent all day there with only minor injuries until my spectacular wipeout,a couple guys tripped while pushing causing me to spin all the way down,I couldnt jump off because I didnt know what I'd be jumping into so I held tight closing my eyes and saying my prayers when I slammed into the big pine "backwards"...After catching my breath back which seemed like forever,I couldnt move or straighten up so they pulled me home on that same hood delivering me to my mom,it took a week before I could straighten up,and the cops were looking for the hood thieves so finding a bug hood in my front lawn was a sure give away to the ring leader,fortunately the after hearing the story the owner of the junk yard didnt have the heart to press charges,he thought I learned my lesson.....he was wrong....years later,my son broke his leg on that same hill...Where do kids come up with all this stuff? I never said a word....But the nuts dont fall far from the tree...