nothing makes me happier than showing up a boarder. While waiting for a friend at the top of the park, I watched a boarder try to 270 off a flat box like 4 times, and he just couldn't quite do it. He hiked up for one more time and i was like "hey you almost had it that time, try popping a little earlier." and like someone above said, he told me I wouldn't know anything about it since I'm on stupid skis. So once my friend showed up, I dropped in right behind him. he 270'd on and I 270'd off.