Last night was amazing. An old friend Curt and I met up for the first time in 9 months to go and Conquer dead mans hill in the middle of the night. Curt ultimately wussed out....I on the other hand kinda just went for it....turns out the hill was all ice...I probably hit a top speed of about 40 before totally wiping out. It was still the funnest thing I've done in weeks...when we got home my brother had a bowl waiting for us...I ended up secretly video taping a good old story that Curt was telling from our youth....it involves a dead squirell
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