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MASHED

Source: Terry Ketlinski, the Mogul Master, straight up killing the bumps at Wilmot, Wisconsin.

Terry really wants to click his poles against my poles, in mid air. This is not sexual innuendo. It’s a trick he just came up with. We’re at the top of 230 vertical feet of muddy, slushy bumps at Wilmot Mountain, Wisconsin. A bleak gray sky stretches out across the equally bleak gray, and very flat, horizon. Below sit two freestyle kickers, the first so straight up it feels like

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