repressed memory

I had the same skis at about age 8 or so. Strapped them on to go down our snowed-over sloped gravel driveway, after about 10 feet I caught one of the tips, slammed face-first into frozen ground, cried, took them off, and threw them in our burn barrel.

These right here are precisely why my child owns proper edged downhill skis and bindings.

I remember these. Commercials made them look awesome. They were bullshit.

I don't remember what age, but we also totally had these. They were neither fun nor skis.

Just for funskis?

Wow, that's pretty bad. Classic K-Tel!

But it says “fun” right on the box.