I had one where I went on vacation, and there was a huge terrain park at the hotel, but I didn't know that before I got there, so I just went through the park in my boots (I had boots, jacket, pants, goggles and everything but not skis for some reason). I went over all the tables by running up and then jumping off, and I'd get about 100 feet of air on each one, with uncountable spins and grabs, land it perfectly. then somehow I was in the backcountry, sliding around in my boots, every so often I'd jump, go up in the air about 100 feet again, more spins and grabs, and the mountain never ended. the only problem was that I never had my skis on.
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