I blacked out.  Seriously, I blacked out!  One moment I was flying down a slushy ski slope at Giants Ridge, hurling toward a pool full of floating ice chunks, and the next thing I knew I was struggling to stand-up, body completely numb, water pouring from my sinuses.  When I finally got my senses about me I could hear the cheers and laughter of my fellow skiers and snowboarders.  Weakly, I managed a smile and bent over to release my ski.  Then I fell in again.

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