Took my new setup courtesy of Burton Snowboards out on the hill Sunday. My last run of the day when some dickhead cuts me off. Guess he forgot that his little barely-five-year-old son was following right behind him. that little fucker stops dead right in front of me. Of course I had no where to go but right through his right ski. The kid flew one way, his skis the other, and I tumbled. I hope that kid is so freakin' traumatized that he never gets back on the slopes again. Look what he did to my beautiful board on its first day. Grrrr....