I used to rip. Really, I did. Competed in big events, blah, blah, blah.
This kid blew me away.
Recently, I ski about 40 days a year. Not spectacular, but enough to get my hops on. (You really don't forget after spending your 20's skiing 100+ days a year.)
I tron the trees when appropriate. And, I arc GS turns at night after work. When I arc GS turns, no snow leaves the ground. I've been arcing for over 20 years. Somewhere in there I used to arc really big turns on really big mountains with really big airs. I used to rip.
The other day I was arcing said evening under the flood-lights... as I do. I suspect I was going around 40-50 mph. (Trying to be honest here.)
While on the face, mid G, this little prick appears into my line and decides to throw it switch. Then, while he's arcing backwards in my line, decides to look me in the eye. I started laughing. NEVER in my entire life has anyone ever made eye contact with me while arcing GS turns down steep faces.
Then he links 2 turns just a few meters ahead of me before switching forward and taking off.
He bowed to me in the lift line. (As per Japan)
This kid blew me away. Arced my line, faky, and looked me in the eye. It was like a fricking video-game.
I suck now.