I hated it when he would speed up and slam on the brakes.
;-)
I hated it when he would speed up and slam on the brakes.
Having also grown up in Colorado I remember doing that too. My friend's father tied their two-runner sled to the back of his truck then extended a rope from the sled to a snow saucer. My two buddies rode the sled and I was on the saucer.
Unfortunately for me my saucer had spun around causing me to face to the rear when the rope to the truck broke. I had no idea what was coming. My saucer spun around just in time to see my friends, for a split second, in a heap on their sled. My first fat lip and I remember it well. I even remember the hot chocolate back at home to soothe my pain. Things really hurt when you're six. ;^)