Once day i was skiing on a mountain in Quebec, and it was a very warm day, and by warm i mean people were skiing in T-shirts. i was going down the hill, when suddenly i hit an ice patch and lost control, i kept going faster... and faster... and faster until people said it seemed like i was going about 60 km/h at least, i see a straight stretch that goes for about 20 meters, which was not even close to far enough to slow down, as i pass that stretch and start going downhill again, guess what? MOGULS! By this time, i said to myself "Aw $#!+" then i hit a mogul rolled down the hill (still going fast enough that im passing skiers) for about 70 meters give or take. I only broke my arm, but i pulled so many muscles that i could not tie my shoe laces, i could barely stand and if i put my chin against chest, i could not lift my head again without lifting it with my arm. P.S. i rolled past a vacationing doctor and she helped me out until the ski patrol (or whatever you call them) arrived.
