I had nothing to hold on to except my own knees, and I clasped them convulsively.

Mr.U---- says, "You're all right now," and before I can realize that he has let go my hand, before my courage is half-way up to the necessary height, we are off.

The breaks are slightly depressed for the first few yards, in order to regulate our pace, and because there is a tremendously steep pitch just at first.

Once we have safely passed that he tilts up the standards, and our sledge shoots like a meteor down the perfectly smooth incline.

I cannot draw my breath, we are going at such a pace through the keen air; I give myself up for lost.