Grreat to here stories like that....
quick story about the awesome people most mountain sledders are, about 5 years ago in Hasler a dude fired up his sled in the parking lot and when he blipped the throttle it stuck and went flying across the parking lot by itself and smacked into my pickup, right into the drivers' side rear wheel. the guy's sled was badly damaged and he was done for the day. this happened after we had left the parking lot, and we are usually one of the last groups off the mountain. this guy sat there ALL DAY waiting for us to return to let me know what happened (he was in deep pow the day before in Powder King), the only thing I could see on the wheel was a clean spot where it hit on the rim, otherwise no damage at all. I thanked him for hangin' around for us, and gained even more respect for my fellow sledders.