I went to the local hill after work with the boys today, we've only got one sledge - a nasty cheap plastic thing bought from the garage a number of years ago when we had a smattering of snow which has sat in the shed since, it is now cracked and falling apart and we'll be lucky to get another few days out of it - anyway 2nd son thought of the bright idea of taking his body board to the hill, by god does that thing steam down the hill, so much so he couldn't stop and smacked right into a fence at the bottom
a premature end to the sledging and a fair bruised side and back, but he seems happy enough, tattie pie, hot chocolate and a couple of chocolate bars later and he felt a lot better.
The meanest sledge I saw was when I was young, a couple of lads got a car bonnet, at one point there were four of them on it going over jumps on a golf course slope. That thing was dangerous and had a habit of wanting to flip over when airbourne.