I still have the scars from a snow day from primary school. We had a big hill in Greenock that was used by loads of kids to slide down. A couple of us found a sheet of corrigated iron and bent the front up, our version of a bobsleigh? I was at the front stupidly holding on to the front. We didn't stop as planned and smashed in to a wall. The pads on my left hand fingers got ripped of. Lesson learned, i wasn't cut (no pun intended) out for winter sports.