I grew up living across the street from the local High School.
In the winter it was really cool because they'd plow the parking lots and make HUGE snow piles for us to ramp while sledding or play king of the mountain. Hell we even tunneled through some of them. God forbid it fall heheh...
One time our little neighborhood gang (me, siblings, and neighbor kids) went sledding but got bored of it quickly. We desided that we wanted to go faster. What better way than to haul bucket after bucket of water up to the school to pour on the hill. When that shit froze ...damn it was fun. We did this on the side of the school and at the bottom of the steep hill is a street (goes all around the highschool) and then the building. One of us would stand at the top of the hill and give the signal that no cars were coming and then we all would fly down that hill and smash into the building. There was even a ramp on one side but if you hit it you usually flew off of your sled and hit pavement instead of the building. My older brother even hit one of the streetsigns while sledding and ended up getting stitches and a tetnus shot but that never stopped us.
ahhhh Good Memories.
