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1952, I was a sophomore and I brought this proposal up to
run this when our sports are.
My dad gave an old model a car, we rigged up a poya assembly
on the rural wheel and that was our ski toll.
By the third year we were getting a lot of evening
bookings and the crowds were big on the weekends.
We'd be full.
We'd work all night sometimes
getting that shoot-out.
We'd have to come down and drag garden holes all the way to
the top of the bargain shoot.
That wouldn't shoot that head about two foot sides on it.
They're a little bit tapered.
But you had to really be tucked in when you started down.
It's gone 60 miles an hour.
If your pants like touch the side of the shoot, you
had a whole burn in them.
And those days, you came home and your clothes all burned up.
Your parents usually give you a pretty good lecture.
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