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Adam Hatton 10AY Trapped Whizzing down the white, chilly, snowy slopes, reaching speeds of 110kph, the cold was stinging my face. I weaved in and out of trees down the horrifyingly high mountain. Gliding along on a 1 inch snowboard, I could taste the ice cold snow flickering up into my mouth. I was half blind as it stuck to the front of my blue goggles, which it was obscuring my view. My friend, Joe, was right behind me. I could just see the rising ramp ahead. I squatted slightly to prepare for and easy elevation. I hit the metal hard and lost balance. As I flew through the air, the white dust was swept off my goggles. Then I realised I was spinning around 30 feet in the air. The world spun past as I plummeted like deadweight. Joe was screaming, his voice fading louder and quieter as I was...

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